Where's My Sign?

Question put to me: “What did she have?”

My answer: “A baby…[pregnant pause]…boy.”

I’m amazed how thick I can be.

So yes, the gal that I’m taking over for had her baby last night. It was a boy, 7lbs 7oz, named Brady*. Sorry gals, my ability to remember other stats for newborns hits its limits right about there. It was surprisingly fast. She only started having the contractions yesterday, or so I heard. That kid came running on out and she’s such a small thing, I bet ya he just needed to get out of those cramped living conditions.

I feel a little bad that I didn’t send a congratulatory note through email. However, I doubt that she really cares about anything else at this moment besides her family—and sleep. I still have access to her email so on Monday, I’ll just slip in my note and delete a couple of the other ones.


*Anyone want to guess who the baby was named after? Think local. Think sports.