My son Russ and I don’t talk nearly as frequently as we ought to. We both work wonky schedules and hours and there’s the time difference, too. So, when I do hear from him and it isn’t simply a response to my having left him a message it’s a pretty good indication that something is up.
He called one evening early last week and we spent quite a while catching ourselves up on family news. All the while I’m wondering when he’s going to let the shoe drop….. Finally, as we were getting ready to sign off he says, ‘Oh, and one other thing… maybe you could stand a bit of good news. You’re going to be a grandfather again come September!!’
In a word? How about ‘beaming’? Best news I’ve enjoyed hearing in such a long time. Fingers crossed for a smooth, uneventful pregnancy and a healthy baby.
Said to Russ that it fit in nicely with the aside I threw in at the end of my toast at their wedding to the effect that: anytime they decided it was time for Madison to have a little bro or sis would be just fine with me. That comment raised a few eyebrows and caused a few laughs but Hey!, I meant it!! Come on baby & welcome to the family!