The little bloke arrived tonight, 7 lbs 10 oz in the old dimensions, so it looks like from now on, I'm sleeping with a grandmother! :eek: :eek: :eek:
They're calling him Sebastian,:eek: so I reckon he'll learn to hold his own in a fight OK.
We're going down to the big smoke in the morning to deliver the cricket bat, but I was a bit concerned that maybe I was placing too much emphasis on blokeyness for such a little fella.
So last night to even up the score a bit, I knitted him a pair of footy socks!
Cheers,
P (of course they're MAROON!)
:D :D :D