Well, congrats, my friends, and welcome to this time of joy and...uh...waiting. Endless waiting. Weird twinges and strange smells and irrational sensations and confusing bodily signals. Oh, lemme tell ya...fun stuff.
Hey, simmer down now! What did you think, we'd allow the podling to enter the world as a bastard? No, we'll just wait until it can do the math by itself to figure that one out. Besides, if you know people can't attend, it starts to feel like begging for presents. But hey, if y'all feel like driving out to Columbus in the next couple of months, we'll be happy to take you out to the little German restaurant where it was held. At least I could drink this time...
So... question 1: Why didn't you call me back ... LIKE I ASKED?
Statement B: You might could drink, but my wife can't. Though, I don't know when we'd have an excuse to come out that way if we didn't take it now. Maybe I could make my Oklahoma buddy who's moving to Ohio this fall join us or something. Maybe that'd be excuse enough. I don't know.
Because I just got the message like, Monday, and today I was all busy being lazy. Obviously.
Technically, I'm not supposed to either until the breastfeeding is done, but whatevs. They still have good sausages (and kraut and potatoes and...) and their cream puffs are to die for. Mostly I think I just want to meet Gail and hang out with y'all. Promising tasty food is just my bribe.
Holy crap! Congratulations! I'm so lucky that most of the people around here talk to themselves... I totally just blurted out, "Oh my God! They're preggers!"
You two will be the most awesome parents!
<3 <3 <3 (one for you, one for Gail and one for baby MacnYankochz)
awesome dude. since Bryce n Brandi already had the spawn of satan, although the little tyke is fairly well mannered, what classification will we give yours?
Well, I actually had to think about this one. Nice pose, Mr. Wilkie.
I think that calling it "Good Ol' Spawn" or something similar would probably backfire, especially since calling the littlest Wilkie "Spawn of Satan" has obviously caused the reverse.
Now, this will have to hinge on the gender of the child, but I say, "Beelzebubbles" if it's a girl, and "Abaddonald III" if it's a boy.
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Well, congrats, my friends, and welcome to this time of joy and...uh...waiting. Endless waiting. Weird twinges and strange smells and irrational sensations and confusing bodily signals. Oh, lemme tell ya...fun stuff.
Hey, simmer down now! What did you think, we'd allow the podling to enter the world as a bastard? No, we'll just wait until it can do the math by itself to figure that one out. Besides, if you know people can't attend, it starts to feel like begging for presents. But hey, if y'all feel like driving out to Columbus in the next couple of months, we'll be happy to take you out to the little German restaurant where it was held. At least I could drink this time...
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Statement B: You might could drink, but my wife can't. Though, I don't know when we'd have an excuse to come out that way if we didn't take it now. Maybe I could make my Oklahoma buddy who's moving to Ohio this fall join us or something. Maybe that'd be excuse enough. I don't know.
I'll try to work out something. Maybe.
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Technically, I'm not supposed to either until the breastfeeding is done, but whatevs. They still have good sausages (and kraut and potatoes and...) and their cream puffs are to die for. Mostly I think I just want to meet Gail and hang out with y'all. Promising tasty food is just my bribe.
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You two will be the most awesome parents!
<3 <3 <3 (one for you, one for Gail and one for baby MacnYankochz)
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*laugh*
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I think that calling it "Good Ol' Spawn" or something similar would probably backfire, especially since calling the littlest Wilkie "Spawn of Satan" has obviously caused the reverse.
Now, this will have to hinge on the gender of the child, but I say, "Beelzebubbles" if it's a girl, and "Abaddonald III" if it's a boy.
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