Half n Half

I broke it to Ste last night.

"I don't want a white baby."

He raised his hands -with those large, upturned white man palms- and gave an exaggerated shrug.

"Whoops! Maybe that's something you should've thought of before ... I think it might be a little too late now ... doncha think?"

"No no no. What I mean is that I want our kid to be half of you and half of me. I hope it doesn't come out looking only ... well ... white."

I suppose it wouldn't be altogether impossible for the kid to be born with light eyes and fair hair. Though after the trial of a long drawn team event -LABOUR- I would hope that Kid would bear some of my physical attributes as well.

Then again, if Peanut's genetic cards are indeed drawn from Mom's deck, then It runs a good chance of having some other -perhaps curious- traits, aside from a healthy hue (and no, I do not mean jaundice):

[a] needing forceps during delivery because of big head;
[b] grossly fat (in an over-stuffed, Tierney's sausage way ... including the thick skin);
[c] having an insatiable appetite for plums (when semi solids come into the picture); and
[d] a strong inclination towards walking rather than crawling (so I've been told, though it doesn't quite square off with the inherent challenges posed by [b]).