This afternoon I met my nephew. He's the first of the next generation in my family. He was born to Lizzie and Luke about three week ago, four weeks premature, so he's still amazingly small (I think Lizzie said still 6 lb 4) and relatively quiet and sleepy. He'd just fed though, when we arrived so that may explain it. I got to hold him for an hour, maybe more, whilst he slept and he snuffled and whined and made lots of itty bitty little baby noises. Goddamn, I can't wait until mine is born, especially not if he's half as sweet.
Please may I introduce Torin ...
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