10 Tiny Fingers, 10 Tiny Toes

The campaign came to a screaming halt yesterday.

And it should have.

Our granddaughter was born at 12:39 p.m.

She is precious. With a shock of dark hair and chubby little cheeks, she is our littlest campaigner!

And while we're on the subject of politics, they say all babies bear resemblance to Winston Churchill.

They're wrong. Not this one. She is just, well, beautiful.

New life. Welcome, granddaughter.

We will love you forever.