Google Chat has a new (to me) feature: you can dress yourself up digitally while you’re talking. You can even relocate yourself. Molly and I played with same last night:
I got unexpected news last night: I’m going to have a grandson. I knew that come November, a grand-something was scheduled to appear, but I was absolutely certain it was of the female variety—just as certain as I was that Molly and Eleni were boys. Even though I have no idea how to operate a boy, it’s nice that Emmy gets to hang on to her singular granddaughter status for the time being. Otho? Preston? I have a feeling that they’re not gonna go with a family name.