Baby! Grandma!

No, not me. But one of my best friends, who is one month younger than I am, is going to be a grandmother in six weeks. Yes, I know I ought to have known before now… But I wrote the mother a few weeks ago and she didn’t tell me, so I am not sure how I should have known. Maybe I should pray for God to let me know when to call those ladies. I love them bunches but they’re not “keep in touch regularly” kind of folks.

A baby. A girl. I’ve got to get out and buy a baby outfit. Soon.

A grandmother. She is going to have to quit coloring her gray.

Whoo hoo! Hip hip hooray! A new baby.

(Can you tell I am excited?)