We saw my dad and Susan on Saturday for dinner, which marked the last of the spilling the beans to family marithon we'd been running. Since we had just seen the babe the day before, we were pretty confident in telling them.
My SIL dressed Ty in the Super Cousin shirt we gave him, and when he took off his sweater, I said, "Ty, show Grampa and Susan your shirt!". He was not interested - he ran to the back door and wanted to go play outside. And Dad and Susan weren't really intent on seeing the shirt, no matter how many times I said it.
Eventually, my Dad read it and didn't get it at all. So I said, "because Ty's going to be a cousin". He just looked at me and said, "Oh really? Congratulations". Not excited - more awkward and matter-of-fact. Very anticlimactic. He hugged me really briefly and shook Nick's hand. End of story. Then Susan came to the backyard and said, "okay, so what shirt do I need to see?" She read it, and said, "Oh, that's great news" and hugged both of us. That was it. It was so awkward.
I know my dad and I aren't as close as he and my brother are, but it was dissappointing. It's not that he's not excited to have another grandchild, it's that he just doesn't know how to react.
Meh. Whatever. At least the rest of the family is over the moon - and he'll be excited later, I'm sure.
So now the whole family knows. Not long now before I can tell work and the rest of the world! After my big ultrasound.... that's coming up so soon!
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