A WIFE, A JOB, A HOUSE [WITH MORTGAGE],
AND NOW...
A baby. My baby. Well, actually the wife's and my baby. We are currently calling him/her aquababy for she/he is a right swimmy, twisty little child.
Aquababy is apparently also right punk rock already; note the fist in the air at only twelve weeks.
Also note that extraordinary profile. According to the wife she/he already looks rather like me.
Again, the fist going up in the air. Power to the aquababy!!!
And no, I do not believe that the dear aquababy has a rhinoceros horn, but we are both quite sure that he/she would be lovely if she/he did.
I will undoubtedly be writing much more of these events as the weeks and months progress, but for the moment I must finish packing to return to the States tomorrow to commence the new job.
I am truly bourgeois.
Aquababy is apparently also right punk rock already; note the fist in the air at only twelve weeks.
Also note that extraordinary profile. According to the wife she/he already looks rather like me.
Again, the fist going up in the air. Power to the aquababy!!!
And no, I do not believe that the dear aquababy has a rhinoceros horn, but we are both quite sure that he/she would be lovely if she/he did.
I will undoubtedly be writing much more of these events as the weeks and months progress, but for the moment I must finish packing to return to the States tomorrow to commence the new job.
I am truly bourgeois.
