So my dear man is booked to see the doctor today, “What me, not me!!!” He doesn’t know yet but I have his reply burned in my brain:) I think I’m practicing to give him an acceptable answer.

Anyway, we are going to my sister’s to see a friend’s baby  first. She really wants Wayne to hold the little one and get pictures. (He loves babies and children.)

Hopefully the holding of a 2 month old smelling of talc and everything nice will distract him enough.

Depending how he reacts, my little white ones will have different shades of truth. Whatever it takes to get him there.