
Last night Abby dreamed she was holding her new grandson Paul. In the dream, he was about two months old and had lots of super dark black hair. A few minutes ago we received a phone message from our son in law Tom showing Chele with her new baby Paul, who, as you can see, seems to have dark hair.
Abby is now a grandmother, and I am a step grandfather, although Abby just pointed out that, “When it comes to grandkids, we don’t do step this and step that. You’re a grandfather.”
Abby wants Paul to call her “Granny,” but I think I would prefer to be known as, “Grandfather Barron,” as in, “Grandfather Barron, would you kindly pass me some tea and crumpets?” How this child from Baltimore will develop a distinct English accent I don’t know, but that’s how I am hearing it in my head.
Mondays child is fair of face,
Tuesdays child is full of grace,
Wednesdays child is full of woe,
Thursdays child has far to go,
Fridays child is loving and giving,
Saturdays child works hard for his living,
And the child that is born on the Sabbath day
Is bonny and blithe, and good and gay.