|Baby About Town.|
In some ways, my little sister having a baby is even more surreal than me having a baby. I’m not sure I can adequetely explain this, but in my mind’s eye, it’s almost as though I can see the next ten years or so unfolding in fast forward -- holidays together, summers at the lake, our kids growing up with grandparents and cousins and aunts and uncles. And I just kind of know that one day we’re going to look back and remember these years as the some of the best, most amazing, happiest times in our lives. It makes me feel very sentimental, and I’m going to stop talking about it now because crying makes one nose stuffy and I don’t want to have to deal with that shit.