Seriously. I sent out an email yesterday to the Cities sibs, asking if any of them were heading out to the wedding (in Podunk, MN) earlier than my sister B was and if I could hitch a ride. M responded back, saying he'd check with his wife and oh, by the way, had I heard their news? Yeah, I got the news that they are expecting another child via an offhand comment on an email.
I know it's not as exciting as when a first child is announced, but dayum, a friggin' phone call would have been nice. Everytime some thing screwed up like this happens, I should make note of it for when the parties involved complain about how communication is lacking in our clan. Sheesh.
I will not be surprised one bit if one day I receive a call like, "Oh, and guess what else happened two months ago? Your brother had his hand amputated. Thought you'd heard about that already. Whoops."
This is, after all, the family who couldn't get it together enough to inform my brother when my grandfather passed away. The first he heard of it was, "So, the funeral is on Saturday..." and he had no clue for whom the funeral was.