Yellow flowers in need of identification
Well, despite all the difficulties of the past few weeks we managed to hang in there long enough to become grandparents. It was slightly sooner than we had been expecting but everything was well-managed and mother and baby are doing well. Despite my advice, Number Two Son was present at the birth and will doubtless be scarred for life. I’m not the greatest father and husband, I admit, but I am a good retailer and it’s important to keep the shop open, as I told Julia when avoiding being present at either birth.
It’s a boy, in case I hadn’t mentioned it before, and he was just short of 6lbs, which is a smaller than average for babies in our family, but plenty big enough if you are the one having to give birth.
Bean flowers
I think that’s all you need to know. It’s much more than all my male readers will want to know. They all stopped reading at “grandparents”, but I know my female readers will want to know the extra details. I remember the trouble I got into after the birth of the two boys when I didn’t know the weights.
To be fair, it wasn’t as bad as the trouble I got into when I took one of them to A&E one night and had to ring Julia when the receptionist asked me “What’s his date of birth?” If you think I’m bad on parenting, I promise you I’m worse on dates.
I’m going to enjoy seeing Number Two Son struggle with parenthood. He caused me plenty of grief growing up and I’m going to enjoy watching him when the boot is on the other foot. I really must go on a diet to make sure I last that long.
Wild flowers