It is my nephew’s first birthday!! Hard to believe a year has passed already. He remains one of the most loved little boys in the world. An adorable chunker!
I know nothing of babies. But somehow, all the women in the family seem to know a great deal so most conversations this past year have gone something like this:
Sister-in-law: “He is growing his second tooth.”
Me: “…Oh? Is it…the right time for him to do that?”
Younger Sister #1: *in tones of great disgust* “Of course it is!”
Younger Sister #2: “When else would he grow it?”
Sister-in-law: “He is walking now.”
Me: “…Oh? Isn’t it a little soon for that?”
Mom: “No, this is about when they walk.”
Aunt: “Yes, definitely within the right time.”
Sister-in-law: “He is eating solids.”
Me: “Ah, well, that makes sense.”
Mom: “No, actually, it is unusually early for him to eat as much as he does.”
Younger Sister #2: “How do you not know this?”
IT IS ALL AMAZING TO ME. BUT I DO NOT PRETEND TO UNDERSTAND ANY OF IT.