Hi, my name is Evings Pierre, but some of you ( my pals on the Web) know me as PS. Well, the secret is out now. As you can see, P is the first letter of my last name, and S the last letter of my first name. I am married with two children: Evings Jr, and Rachelle. As weird as this may sound, Jr and I were born on the same day, and no, it is not a coincidence, nor is it a miracle. It was rather the result of a long experimental process, shall I say, a project that I put together. You know! It did take us a good while before my wife Marie and I were blessed with our first baby, all that at the great disapointment of my mother in law. Oh God! mother in laws... "When you guys gonna giv' me aBabeetohol," she used to say. "We're workin' on it" was my wife's usual reply. Oh Yeah!, dad was the one working on it. In fact, when I got through working on it, I did hit the jackpot. The result was a potion involving a lot of Mathematics, Physics, and Chemistry. There was no voodoo involved. This great recipe, somewhat invaluable to me has been instrumental in the making of both of my children. That recipe not only gives you the opportunity to set the baby's birthday but also with the right parameters, you can control the size of the little one.

          I was quite aware of the excruciating pain my wife had suffered giving birth, but I needed to set a record. I did not need a big baby. I needed a huge baby, for I get a little squeamish holding the little tiny ones. Therefore, I settled for an 11Lbs and 4 ounces baby boy, enough to get us a spot on the local newspaper, "Newborn Baby Asks Parents For Extra Large Diapers," it read. Thinking back, I always wondered if I had caused my wife too much pain. I sometimes believe that I did. Oh! boy I did overdo it. I am afraid that I really stretched out those parameters. As such, I somehow reconsidered my approach, when the time came for our daughter Rachelle. I slowed down a great deal on the size and concurred with my wife in the course of choosing our daughter's birthday. But, don't get me wrong, we did discuss the perspective of a three way birthday, but she disagreed off course, deeming me too selfish. :-)

          Well, a man got to do what a man got to do, agreeing with his wife. Who wants a new version of "The war of the Rose's"? Not me. Anyway, with my daughter's potion, I went easy on my wife's burden of pain. I set the parameters accordingly to get a mere 6 lbs 9 ounces sexy baby. After all, she is a woman, bigger than that would be rather too much. wouldn't it?