Sunday, March 06, 2005
Extra! Extra!
When the phone rings after 10 p.m., I flinch. In my experience, people do not deliver good news at that hour. We are surrounded by our fair share of medical emergencies right now--Lee's father in the hospital for femoral bypass surgery, complicated by alcohol withdrawal; Lee's step-father is working his way back from a bone marrow transplant; and my friend, Linda was diagnosed with a Grade 4 brain tumor last month. So when the phone rings at 10 p.m., I dread what I may be about to hear.
Lee tries to be asleep by 9:30, and if I don't have something pressing to do, like finish our taxes, I try to join him. That way when our little rooster, Boo, begins to crow at around 6 a.m., we've had a decent night's sleep. When the phone rings after 10 p.m., we are usually shaken from some much-anticipated sleep, leaving us startled and grumpy.
Last night the phone rang shortly after 10 p.m. The vet from the foaling center was calling to let us know that our new baby--a beautiful dun stud colt--had just arrived.
Suddenly, Lee and I were both wide awake and giddy with excitement. We wondered how a sorrel mare and a grey stallion could produce a dun foal. (I've found a website about coat color genetics--ah, the miracle of the internet!--and will try to give you a short biology lesson in the future.) We began playing around with names. (The sire is named Playgun and the mare is Smart and Tassy, so Lee tossed out "Playdun" for starters. Your suggestions are welcome!) We talked about taking the kids to Centerville next weekend to see the newest addition to our horse family. And eventually, after exhileration gave way to exhaustion, we finally slept.
Who says good news doesn't come after 10 p.m.?
P.S. We'll post photos as soon as we have 'em!
Lee tries to be asleep by 9:30, and if I don't have something pressing to do, like finish our taxes, I try to join him. That way when our little rooster, Boo, begins to crow at around 6 a.m., we've had a decent night's sleep. When the phone rings after 10 p.m., we are usually shaken from some much-anticipated sleep, leaving us startled and grumpy.
Last night the phone rang shortly after 10 p.m. The vet from the foaling center was calling to let us know that our new baby--a beautiful dun stud colt--had just arrived.
Suddenly, Lee and I were both wide awake and giddy with excitement. We wondered how a sorrel mare and a grey stallion could produce a dun foal. (I've found a website about coat color genetics--ah, the miracle of the internet!--and will try to give you a short biology lesson in the future.) We began playing around with names. (The sire is named Playgun and the mare is Smart and Tassy, so Lee tossed out "Playdun" for starters. Your suggestions are welcome!) We talked about taking the kids to Centerville next weekend to see the newest addition to our horse family. And eventually, after exhileration gave way to exhaustion, we finally slept.
Who says good news doesn't come after 10 p.m.?
P.S. We'll post photos as soon as we have 'em!
1 Comments:
A new baby! How lovely! I can't wait to see photos.
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