Meet the (soon-to-be Grand) parents

Well this weekend was ‘tell the parents’ weekend. Or should I say
prospective grandparents. First off was the in-laws – Cat’s Mum and Dad. We went to visit them and broke the news simply with a ‘Cat’s pregnant’ mention over breakfast. Their response was about as animated and elated as I had ever seen them - ie not very. This is not to say they weren’t delighted, because they absolutely were. It is just that Cat’s Mum and dad have typical British reserved
response to things and simply do not leap up and down at any news. What we
got was a very reserved reply of ‘that’s nice dear!’ before moving on
to practical conversations about building drawbridge ramps across our awkward
staircase (belive me, you don’t want to know!)
Returning to London, we popped in to my parents and Cat devised a unique
way of informing them. My Dad has been spending the past few weeks translating and typing up our lengthy family tree. Cat was helping him type it out and casually dropped in the estimated birthdate and potential name of a
mystery 21st generation Yang. My dad looked puzzled at first by the print out and
then it clicked and he leapt up and down in excitement. My Mum was equally
delighted, though refrained from the leaping. Beaming smiles all round
though we did warn that at 6 weeks, we were letting them know early due tomy Dad being out of the country for several months.