Baby time
A friend and a coworker both had babies... no wait... both had wives that had babies this month. I'd give all the accolades to the dads, but moms seem to take this as a sign of disrespect - as if I had forgotten about basic human anatomy or the look of pain a male relative with kidney stones gave me in the throws of that special man-pain. Anyway, two babies:
Wyatt Charles, Ken and Elizabeth's 4th. All their kids are cuties. I expect no less from this little 'un.
William Austin, the first for Sam and his wife. I will nod knowingly while he complains about the horrors of taking care of _one_ small child while I am simultaneously throwing off my five like a man attacked by leeches hungry for tickle time. At least one of the five is always going for the "dim mak" instant death strike in a juvenile attempt to "get daddy's attention." My attention often comes with a groan and one last desperate look for aid from the wife before I fall to the ground in pain.
Wyatt Charles, Ken and Elizabeth's 4th. All their kids are cuties. I expect no less from this little 'un.
William Austin, the first for Sam and his wife. I will nod knowingly while he complains about the horrors of taking care of _one_ small child while I am simultaneously throwing off my five like a man attacked by leeches hungry for tickle time. At least one of the five is always going for the "dim mak" instant death strike in a juvenile attempt to "get daddy's attention." My attention often comes with a groan and one last desperate look for aid from the wife before I fall to the ground in pain.
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