I grew up with I Love Lucy reruns. I really enjoyed them; Lucy's quirky humor was much like my mom's. Tonight we watched the episode where Lucy is trying to tell Ricky that they're going to have a baby. She tries and tries to tell him in the romantic way she'd always dreamed of telling him. She's interrupted over and over.
She finally tells him at the club. Here's his reaction:
I always told my husband that he'd know I was pregnant when he came home and found me knitting baby booties. Well, I found out about 5:00 at the doctor's office that I was expecting. I had to run to the store for yarn and needles. I rushed home; and, he found me knitting booties. Only, he didn't know what I was doing. I'd bought a giant pink baby bottle bank. I wrote on the hang tag, "We're expecting." I showed him the tag. He responded with shock. It's a happy 22 year old memory.
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