Little bitty baby boy
I love to hear Irma Thomas sing Holy Night, I mean she gets it, she gets right down in it and when she sings towards the end, “little bitty baby boy,” my blood warms. Well we got a call about a baby boy but our hands are full so we called our friend, the one who is a mother waiting to happen, and she is now in action, and I might be in action, driving her to the Midwest to meet this little bitty baby boy that we are all hoping now comes at least on his due date to give us a chance to get ourselves in order.
As I was vetting phone calls about logistics and who needs to do what, Tin said to me, “I want to see the baby boy. I want to talk to her [meaning the person on the phone].”
So this is what I have to say to you unborn baby boy – we’re all ready – the village we have created here that says, yes, we love baby boys and we all have strong arms and big hearts and you will be welcome here in our wonderful world – but stay where you are for a little bit longer just so we can finish the paperwork!!!!!