We already know that the grandchild which will be born to us at some point early February has a most accommodating personality. How do you know this you may ask? Because yesterday as the ultrasound technician prodded and plied at Joy's tummy, the little one politely turned so as to readily reveal an identity.
IT'S A BOY!!!!!
What you thought was a sonic boom yesterday was actually Frank pounding his desk then pumping his fists in the air and yelling, "A grandson! It's a boy!!" After all these years of estrogen flowing around him, the tide is finally turning. He senses that balance will soon be restored around our dinner table. Smile.
I could immediately envision little blue jeans rolled up to fit chubby legs; a sweaty brow under ball caps; wide grins; big eyes; feet that climb and run - always run! Oh my, I am breathless with anticipation.
Yes, we hit the baby section at Wal-mart for a few minutes yesterday. Frank had to tell three different people (all strangers of course) that we're expecting a grandson in February.
We bought a Carolina Blue t-shirt, a hoodie with a minuscule zipper, tiny tennis shoes, a nerf football, and Frank's personal favorite - jeans with a sticker identifying them as Official Jeans of Brett Favre. (Brett Favre is John's favorite football player.)
I want to thank you for all the comments left yesterday. Your willingness to celebrate with us is a special treat. Each one brought a smile. Thanks for taking that time.
Must run before the day rolls on without me. But I just had to let you know -
It's A Boy!!!