And so it came to pass .... far, far away on the other side of the world, as the last golden days of Autumn faded into the crisp winter air,
a baby boy was born ...
No, no, no
not that baby boy ....
We have a new grandson!
Little Bebe was born a few hours ago in Canada, and our Petit Garcon is now a big brother!
choirs of angels sang ....
No, really, where was I?
The baby's mother, our darling daughter, is very happy and well,
cosied up in hospital with proud Papa, and excited big brother.
We are singing her praises, because the baby weighed a huge 10lb.4oz.
And he was a week early ...
Little Bebe's names include that of his great-grandfather, my Dad, who at 92 will be very proud.
The family name has previously been given to one of our sons and a cousin.
I think it is lovely to keep a tradition going ...
I have sent him a little quilt, for the purposes of lying about and animal instruction.
And some essential reading matter and a rubber ducky.
As a Grannie does ...
The other day I made his Christmas stocking.
Now I can embroider his name across the top.
Wish I was over in Canada in the cold.
It's going to be 37C (100F) round here today.
Have a great weekend, dear readers.