Saturdays child work's hard for it's living.
That is part of the often spoken rhyme when a child is born.
Monday's child is fair of face,
Tuesday's child is full of grace;
Wednesday's child is full of woe,
Thursday's child has far to go;
Friday's child is loving and giving,
Saturday's child works hard for its living;
But the child that is born on the Sabbath day
Is bonny and blithe, and good and gay.
Well, last Saturday at 4.39pm British time, 9.39am USA time my Fifth grandchild was born to my third daughter, Laurie and her hubby, Liam.
His name is Aled John and he weighed 7lbs 15oz, 22.4" long and a head of dark hair :)
And he is adorably scrumptious :0)
Only one problem is that they live in Wales and I live in Utah, USA :( boohoo...but the wonders of internet and skype we get to see each other plenty.
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