20 November 2011
Just a quick line or two to all my Friends and Family back in the Land of my Future Birth (barring volcano eruptions, freak snowstorms, or any manner of things) to say that we are all getting along marvelously (big word fer such a young 'un{bound to be a smart baby, given its lineage} smart ass is more likely) here in the "Old Country."
(Some would say the "Old Country"" would need funny voice {and they'd be right, I thought spending more time here in Ol' Blighty would have helped me adapt to the "King/Queen's English, but...}to which I <Remembering that this is the the Older Youngest Knott, and not the Youngest Knott whose profile is on the page as Author!> would say Fekin Colonists! Only joking, we haven't moved here....Yet.)
I think that this Holiday has been good for Mum and Da, I mean not only to they have to get ready for my arrival {February 23rd our 1/2 anniversary...} (29 February only comes once every 4 years...) but all that other stuff like work, pain, duty, money, bills, and all that as well. Here we can just be, or so says Mum.
Anyway just wanted to let everyone know that we are well, and thank everyone for their compassion towards old Bill. I know Mum, Da, and really everyone who ever knew Bill had a special place for him in their hearts. If you have a favourite Bill story feel welcome to post them in the comments here or in email or to Da's blog "Sorry All the Flowers Died" (And yes I promise to keep more up on it, besides changing my profile picture and some of the layout...critics everywhere) so that we can all remember him as he deserves to be...
I'll even have my stories to tell but Da says he has to find some pictures first. (The problem of having 4 computers...1 dead, 1 struggling with life, {a little like Bill at the End} 1 undergoing faulty and perilous re-birth, and the Traveler) which Da hits too many of the wrong keys on. {Good one kid}(Really!?! Both of you now...the keyboard is smaller, especially when you've learned to type on a typewriter! Ha, beat you to all the obvious by admitting the Truth!) Leave it to say though we never met face to face, we had quite a relationship.
Love to you all, tomorrow is onward and upward to Bloody Old Scotland, where more of the Family past Lives on.
Love,
The Littlest Knott
Editor's Note:(Any mistakes are mine and the baby is not at fault, even though i think this keyboard is fit more fer a baby's hands. So please accept my apologies. Maybe this will earn me a much needed "out" as some point where the kid will take the Fall fer I. Oh, and since I won't get to the other blog...
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"My Brave Face"
So here we are again with new pictures to show off. Just so you know...these will be the last ones of mystery me inside of me Mum. Next thing you know (Old Jed's a millionaire...){can't you be serious for one minute?} you'll see me, whoever I am in the flesh (so to speak) and I'll have a name and gender and all the rest.
We really need to start with this picture first, since it will take the most time to explain (you got that right) and me Da did a pretty good job of working it up so that it makes more sense {and is less creepy}(really you'd say that about yer one 'n only) but we'll start with the unmarked one first. The one to the right is what for lack of a better term we'll call it the "Top Shot" That there is my face trying to get a look see at what all the commotion was. You can ask Mum and Da, the first image they saw of me this go 'round was my feet kicking out at the pressure that was invading my space. (Tis true the more the tech would move the thing {The ultrasound scanner} the wee one would twist and turn.) This was new to me, I only just started being felt by Mum and here comes this thing following my every move. (The Missus and I said that the only way we'd find out the sex of the baby would be if it was obvious...we never got that shot, someone was being shy.) Right... Da says I've got his restlessness and Mum's big head, {he's so lovely isn't he?}I think we all know the more I take after Mum the better.
So the one over to the left is the one that Da worked up (This took nearly all night, so I sure Hope it helps clear it all up) So you can tell what is really what. Look back at the previous one now and it should all fit together.
Well, Mum is telling me it is time to go to bed...Just wait til she lays down, and we shall see who is really going to get some sleep. I will post the rest of the pictures soon.
Love,
The Newest Knott
We really need to start with this picture first, since it will take the most time to explain (you got that right) and me Da did a pretty good job of working it up so that it makes more sense {and is less creepy}(really you'd say that about yer one 'n only) but we'll start with the unmarked one first. The one to the right is what for lack of a better term we'll call it the "Top Shot" That there is my face trying to get a look see at what all the commotion was. You can ask Mum and Da, the first image they saw of me this go 'round was my feet kicking out at the pressure that was invading my space. (Tis true the more the tech would move the thing {The ultrasound scanner} the wee one would twist and turn.) This was new to me, I only just started being felt by Mum and here comes this thing following my every move. (The Missus and I said that the only way we'd find out the sex of the baby would be if it was obvious...we never got that shot, someone was being shy.) Right... Da says I've got his restlessness and Mum's big head, {he's so lovely isn't he?}I think we all know the more I take after Mum the better.
So the one over to the left is the one that Da worked up (This took nearly all night, so I sure Hope it helps clear it all up) So you can tell what is really what. Look back at the previous one now and it should all fit together. Well, Mum is telling me it is time to go to bed...Just wait til she lays down, and we shall see who is really going to get some sleep. I will post the rest of the pictures soon.
Love,
The Newest Knott
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