Alien, Chicken, Baby

March 17, 2005 at 5:12 pm 1 comment

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Yesterday was a good day. After going to the dentist, I got to see my nephews who are starting to look more like babies, and less like aliens. According to my mother, the stage of baby creepiness starts with alien, then chicken, and then finally baby. They are three months old. My sister has their feeding and sleeping schedules down to a science, which is good as she returns to work next week. She’s an amazing human being, my hero. Her babies are so beautiful. They were responding to the sound of my voice, smiling, interested in everything. What it’s like to see everything through their eyes for the first time?On the train ride home, I found an undisturbed box of Ferrero Rocher “fine hazelnut chocolates.” I’m eating them now. They are fine.

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  • 1. The Boyfriend  |  March 20, 2005 at 10:27 pm

    My nephew has opened my eyes to how cool kids can be as well — so long as they’re someone else’s and I’m not on Diaper Duty ~~~ hopefully he “pulls it together” soon so I can take him to a Stink-Free baseball game soon~~~~~~

    Hopefully your “ground score” from the R7 doesn’t start a descent into dumpster diving at the 13th St. El station — it aint all good 😉


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