Sunday, April 4, 2010
Meet my nephew, Mr. James. Too much, right? I just spent Easter with the little booger, and I must say, he's pretty cool.
So, as much as I'd like to write about how wonderful my nephew is, which I assure you, he's very wonderful, my mind is drifting to a much shallower place. SO shallow that I feel guilty just thinking about it! Basically, I'm worried that my own little booger (one day) won't be as cute as Mr. James. I mean, LOOK, he's pretty freakin' cute. So cute that most other babies are frightfully hideous to me, not because they actually are, but because they're not up to his par. Hm...Now seems like a good time to reiterate that these are very shallow thoughts, but I can't help it! What if my own little booger ACTUALLY looks like a little booger? What if my sis got all the cute baby making genes? Probably only so many go around, right? Ah, well. I'm not helping to pop out a kid anytime soon, or ever for all I know, so I'll just keep focusing on my nephew. That's the good stuff. I'll keep focusing on bouncing the little guy, because he's very bouncy and wonderful.
Posted by Sean Kenealy