Alright, let’s talk about this Kourtney Kardashian and her new baby, little Rocky. You know, these fancy folks and their lives, always somethin’ goin’ on. First off, that name, Rocky Thirteen, what kinda name is that? Sounds like somethin’ from a cowboy movie, not a little baby name, but hey, to each their own, I guess.
So, this Kourtney gal, she’s what, 44 or 45? Goodness gracious, having a baby at that age! When I was her age, I was already a grandma, and my knees were already complainin’. But these Hollywood types, they got all the fancy doctors and the money, so I reckon they can do whatever they please.
Now, they kept this baby hidden away for a whole month. A whole month! Can you believe it? Back in my day, when a baby was born, everybody in the whole darn town knew about it by lunchtime. No hidin’ nothin’. But these celebrities, they like to keep things secret, make a big fuss out of it later, I suppose. Keeps folks interested, maybe.
And the drama! Seems like this little Rocky had some troubles early on. Fluid in his lungs, they say. Had to have surgery, even before he was born. Poor little fella. But they caught it in time, thank the Lord. That’s what Kourtney said, anyway. Said it was rare and lucky they found it. Well, I reckon it was more than just luck. Someone up there was lookin’ out for that baby, that’s for sure.
Then there’s the daddy, Travis Barker. That fella with all the tattoos. He’s a drummer, they say, in some band. Blink-somethin’ or other. Never heard of ‘em myself. But he seems happy enough with the baby. They posted pictures, finally. Kourtney and Travis, lookin’ all lovey-dovey with little Rocky. Cute kid, gotta say, even with that strange name.
- First pictures were on Instagram, that’s what they say. Everything’s on that darn internet these days. Back in my day, we had photo albums. Real pictures you could hold in your hand, not just somethin’ on a screen. But I guess that’s how they do things now.
- And then, they celebrated Rocky’s first birthday. Already a year old! Time flies, don’t it? Kourtney put up some pictures, a “social media recap” they call it. Fancy words for a birthday party. But it looked like a nice party, balloons and all. Made me think of my own kids’ birthdays, way back when. Simple times, but good times.
This Kourtney, she’s got other kids too, you know. Older ones. From another fella, I think. Keeping track of all these relationships is like tryin’ to herd chickens, let me tell you. But she seems like a good mama, takin’ care of her babies, even if she’s gallivantin’ around with that drummer husband of hers on tour. Imagine that, a mama on tour. Never heard of such a thing in my day. We stayed home and raised our babies.
But times change, I guess. And these rich folks, they live different lives than us regular folks. They got their nannies and their fancy houses and their private jets. We had dirt floors and hand-me-down clothes, but we were happy, just the same. Maybe happier, even. Less fuss, less drama.
So, there you have it. Kourtney Kardashian and her baby Rocky Thirteen. A whole lotta fuss over a little baby. But I wish ‘em well, I do. Hope that little fella grows up strong and healthy, and maybe gets a normal name later on. And Kourtney, well, I hope she finds whatever it is she’s lookin’ for, with all that money and all that fame. Me, I’m just happy with my garden and my grandkids. That’s all the excitement I need.
In the end, a baby is a blessing, no matter how famous the mama or how strange the name. And that’s all that really matters, ain’t it?
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