Last night after I got out of the gym, I had a funny feeling. It was a little stronger than the usual feeling of smug confidence that I’ve normally got going on, it was like this weird bunch of white noise in the back of my head. I grabbed my phone and dialed my brother’s cell number. After a few rings he picked up and said,
“What do you want? I’m having a baby.”
At 6:30pm last night Elizabeth Anne Conkling was born and granted lifetime membership to the semi-exclusive club of my family. Look at that face!
I was smiling all night and all morning, and not the usual smirk I get when I’ve done something that I wasn’t supposed to. It was an actual smile, a real genuine happy smile.
I can’t wait to meet her.
YAY Jon, ya done good big bro. Real good.
PT: Maybe I should change Friday’s columns to Ask Uncle Dave!