Around 0230. More relevant to me is that my dad didn't immediately take mom to the hospital when she started having labor pains, but waiting for The Avengers to finish before taking us there.
Priorities, man.
He got us there in plenty of time, and to be fair my older siblings all took longer to arrive than I did.
My wife insisted we wait for the end of Game 6 of the first Pens-Red Wings Cup match-up in 08 before heading to the hospital. Turned out just to be a false labor alarm, but I've never been more proud.
