the wonderful land of oz
pass him over here, i sooo want to hug him.
i think it's hormonal, because every girl i know [myself incuded] goes baby CRAZY at eighteen and it just doesn't end.
i have lists of baby names that my husband [::cough:: future] is FORCED to pick from.
i know another girl who has a closet full of baby clothes she's knitted. she's single and twenty five.
he is adorable.
[i'm very sorry if she's a girl. babies are a little unisex for the first little while. heh.]
oh, and i wouldn't be wearing those glasses much if i were you. by the time my nephew was one, i needed new glasses. he always ripped them off my face. he loved them.
ohhhhh... i want a baby.
[but first i have to finish university, then get a job, pay off my student loans, find a husband, etc...]
no lectures please.
i'm so bitterly disappointed. betty, i think it's time you leave now.