Enter the announcement of a sixth generation on its way and my mom’s excitement.
Last month they found out the sex of the baby. Of course, it’s going to be a boy. So my brother, Theodore Stanford Heggen V, and his wife now have to make up their mind. To follow suit or not – and end the run.
Kindly, my dad, the fourth, said, “no pressure.” That is what his dad said, too. Blame it on my great-great grandfather, I guess. It really shouldn’t have gotten this far in the first place.
But that’s not for me to decide, which is awesome.
But that’s not for me to decide, which is awesome.
(The idea with this series of posts is to reflect on things I'm not doing with the intention of taking time to, hopefully, start doing them again.)
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