20 weeks out and counting.
Ladies, gentlemen, plain people of the internets, it pleases us more than we can say to present our daughter, Taran Jack Manley.
If her name is anything to go by, she’ll be a tricksy goat come roaring down from the rocky fields of Heaven (somewhere leeward of the Isle of Man, it seems) with a white rose in her teeth and mischief in her eyes; she may, in fact, be here to save us all.
—Though not quite yet. (She is, as it were, in beta.)
Hello TJ.
May the devil be in you in all the best ways.
Congratulations to all three of you!
WHOA!
Kiddo, hello. Jenn and Kip, congratulations.
So your daughter gets not just one, but two boy’s names ?
Thanks, folks. —And Wood: while there once was a famous fictional boy named Taran, that doesn’t of itself make Taran a boy’s name. (And as for Jack: well. You know. Jack.)
I am apparently the last to know, again. Congratulations!