My best friend from high school is married and has two children. The kids’ names are Connor and Deidra and they are special to me for a few different reasons.
First off, Connor, the little fella, was in our wedding. Yes, he was in utero but this is just a very tiny, minute detail that I am willing to overlook. And all the fetus in the house say, “Hey!”
Secondly, they belong to (are the property of) my good friend who asked me to be their godparent. That means when I am around them I continually quote Bible verses and slap their wrists with rulers.
And finally, I was present when Deidra made her grand entrance into the world via the womb. It was simultaneously the most amazing, disgusting, horrifying, horror movie thing I’ve ever seen. A word to the wise: you should not sit down to watch a birth unless you yourself have previously accomplished this “crowning” achievement.
While the man beast and I were cruising the countryside we stopped and crashed on Anna and (husband) Kenny’s couch / air mattress and managed to snag a few photos of The Dynamic Duo during our stay.
My favorite shot from the day. I imagine Deidra’s inner monologue is playing something like, “Ohhhh, yo boots. Yo boots so biiiig” and Connor says, “What? These old things? Well….you know…size 2 1/2, so…..”
Anna, thanks for letting us stay.
Kenny, thanks for letting John beat you at poker.
Connor, thanks for showing me your fossil collection.
Deidra, thanks for playing Hungry Hungry Hippos with us.
UNTIL NEXT TIME!!!……..