"Fenton residence, Jack speaking."

"Hey, dad, it's Danny. Could you get mom on the line, too?

"Sure, thing." From the other end of the phone, Danny heard his dad yell, "Maddie, it's Danny! He wants to talk to us!"

"Yes, dear, what is it?"

"I just wanted to say that you are now officially grandparents."

"Hey, that's great news, Danny!"

"Sweetie, that's wonderful! Is it a boy or girl?"

"It's a boy. His name is Daniel James Fenton, Jr."

"That means so much to your mother and me. We'll be right down to see him."

I invited Mom, Dad, my six year old sister, Kathleen; Tucker and Valerie Foley, and, as a show of good faith, Thurston and Lydia Manson.

"I'm so glad you guys could make it. Hey Kat," I said, kneeling down to my little sister's eye level, "how does it feel to be an auntie?"

"It feels good." She said. I chuckled as I hoisted her onto my shoulder.

"Sweetie, we wouldn't miss it for the world. Now which room's the happy mother in?"

"Room 226."

"That's the same room where I had you."

"Hey, guys." Said a tired looking Sam, who was holding a bundle in her arms. "I've got someone who wants to say hello."

"What's his name?" Valerie asked.

"Daniel James Fenton, Jr." I replied. "Would you like to hold him, mom?"

"Sure." She said as she took the sleeping child in her arms. She turned to me as I sat in the chair next to my wife's bed holding her hand, and said, "You know, Danny, I remember when you were this small. Has he opened his eyes yet?"

"Nope, not yet, but I want to be here when he does, so that his mother and I are the first thing he sees."

"Sam, honey, we came as soon as we could." Said Thurston Manson.

"You can't imagine how proud of you your father and I are." Lydia Manson chimed in.

"So, guys, what's it like being parents?" Tucker asked.

"The feeling is indescribable."

"Let me try describing it: tiring." Said Sam.

Everyone had a good laugh over that.

"Can I hold him?" Dad asked.

"Sure, dad." I said as mom handed dad the infant.

"Uh, Danny maybe you and Sam had better hold him for a second."

As dad presented our child to us, we could see that our son's eyes were indeed opening. Slowly but surely the lids opened to reveal two big blue eyes.

"He looks just like his father." Sam weakly said.

"I wouldn't say just like me, since he's got your nose and lips." I replied, putting my arm over my beloved wife's shoulders and kissing her.

"Sam, if you'll excuse me, I've got just two more calls to make."

"Hello?"

"Jazz, it's Danny." I said calling her apartment, "I've got great news."

"Well, don't leave me in suspense, tell me."

"You're an aunt."

"Hey, Danny, that's awesome!" said Jazz. "Congratulations! Is it a boy or a girl?"

"It's a boy. His name is Daniel James Fenton, Jr. I trust you'll be flying out here soon to meet him?"

"I've got Christmas vacation off, so I'll fly out then."

You see, instead of becoming a psychiatrist, Jazz started working at a very prestigious university teaching others psychiatry.

"See ya then!"

"You got it." She said as she hung up the phone.

Meanwhile, Danielle Fenton was just about to receive a huge wake up call.

"Yeah, whaddyawant?" She muttered.

"Danielle, it's your cousin Danny."

"Danny? What's up?"

"I just thought I'd let you know that Sam and I had a little baby boy."

"Awesome! What did you name him?"

"Daniel James Fenton, Jr."

"I'll be right over as soon as I let my boss know that I can't come in today."

"Alright."

Five minutes later, Dani Fenton walked.

"Hey, Danny." She said. "Mind if I hold the little guy?"

"No, be my guest." I told her.

"Danny," Tucker asked, "how many more people are coming?"

"Jazz, but she won't be here till next week."

"Let's get a picture of the happy family." Mom said as I leaned in closer to Sam. "Say cheese."

"Cheese." Sam and I chorused