So I visited Camille at the hospital, brought her a card and last minute baby toys. Micah was so fucking precious, 6 pounds and 9 ounces of pure cute. Seeing Uncle with him, I saw it. He hasn’t wanted to talk about the baby, doesn’t want to be called grandpa but the minute he brushed his finger across Micah’s cheek. I saw it, the good memories of Andrea, that new born nirvana you get looking at this entirely different breed of person (at least until they’re 1). My cousin went into the hospital at 9:30am and the baby was already out by 9:50am which is insane fast. My uncles only advice as he held the baby up to his face and sat down was:
“Give ‘em hell kid.”
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- dog: every snack you make
- dog: every meal you bake
- dog: every bite you take
- dog: i'll be watching you
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“So are you the one who picks up the check or…?”
You’re getting sneaky with these who wears the pants questions people.
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