Yay, Baby!

I have a new nephew! Last I heard, he doesn't have a name.

My mother is thankful it's a boy. If it had been a girl, they would have named her Ripley. And at first, I was pretty on the fence about that. I know from personal experience that Butcher is a lot of name. And Ripley Butcher is twice that much a lot of name. Dave joked that they'd call her Rippers, but only to make Mom crazy.

Really though? Ripley Butcher? She'd pretty much have to be a dyke, and butch at that. Can you imagine the deliciousness of that? A butch Butcher named Ripely? I would think that was the bees knees.

Since it's a boy-child, however, his name is probably going to be Max, or Dmitri or Gareth.

Mother and baby are both doing well, only regularly tired and traumatized. He was a big one, nearly 8 lbs, with dark curly hair.

"Really?" I said, very surprised. Their first baby looks scarily like me when I was three. Their second looks exactly like my brother did when he was a baby.

"Yeah, not like us at all," Mom said. "Poor Steph finally got one for her side. Though he does have our small ears."

Whatever his name is, or is going to be, no matter who he takes after, I'm pretty excited there's another squiggler squiggling around, and very much looking forward to seeing him when I go back in the spring.