Lookin' babyesque at 10 weeks, 1 day. |
It's been nice chattin' with my dad a bit about my "condition". He starts to tell me what he remembers about my mom being pregnant. Then he can't help but share that same ole story I've been listening to for years, about the trip they made to this barn filled with lots of animals -- the place they went to buy me. Oh, and how there were rabbits and "chivitos" (baby goats). Dad wanted a little goat, but my mom wanted me, so that's how I was chosen. But they got the little goat, too, to feed me its milk. Oh geez! I told that to a group of students one year, and they got a big kick out of it. Then my dad got the biggest kick, knowing his story was being retold! He's just too funny! I love it!