Grow Rainn Grow! My uncle was a premie almost 70 years ago. He was no bigger than a pound of butter (my Grandma's words) he had no eyelashes or fingernails. The Doctor advised her to let him go. She greased him up, put him in a small box wrapped in cotton batting and kept him on the old oven door. He grew to work in construction and lived into his 70's. Rainn looks like a little fighter, we'll be rootin' for him!