Two words: spoiled rotten
In one of the bizarre twists of life, one of my younger brothers Taylor is boldly going where I have not dared to tread myself. I only mention that it is bizarre because I had always seen myself as the one who would blaze that trail. I am perfectly fine with getting to watch from a comfortable distance and maybe even learn a thing or two from their experience. In either case, I am going to be an uncle and I am going to do my best to spoil him or her. I am not so secretly pulling for a him, although I will be happy to see a healthy baby in either flavor.

Just watch the spoiling begin. As a good friend of my mother's, Frances Bender, said , "That baby's feet are never going to touch the ground". Congratulations Taylor and Theresa.


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