Last night we walked over to Tin’s godparent’s house for dinner and he was such a little boy, he sat at the table and he played the piano and he was such a big boy. Evan has a grand piano and little did Tin know until we were leaving that there were about 20 clarinets lying on the piano strings under the propped open top. When we were leaving, I picked him up and showed them to him and he said, “Clarinets!” Then he said, “How beautiful.”
Wasn’t I in my truck headed to the midwest to pick up a baby just yesterday?
This time, I was in the truck with another mother to be and after a flat tire, a bible thumper who took us by the hand to the tire shop, a tire shop owner who demanded a king cake for letting us jump the hour long line, and then a state trooper who couldn’t stop grinning after I told him our story and who let us go for doing 90 in a 70, and then three huge dead deers, a rocket ship in the middle of a field, hills and fog and mist and sunshine, and then pouring rain, traffic, ten minutes before the 850 miles trip was over, Leo was born.
Baby Leo – no child was ever born who fit his name more than Baby Leo.
What an adventure! Glad to hear about Leo. He looks pretty big for a newborn.
He weighs 8 lbs but it’s his nose that is so big!!