At Least They're Committed

You, my child, are on your way. And I am excited about it, as are your grandfather and uncles. You’re due Oct. 21, close to my birthday. Feel free to come a couple of days early. We’ve already begun looking at car seats and baby clothes, though we don’t know yet if you’re a girl or a boy. We don’t care . . . hell, you could be an alien (which you must admit you rather look like here) and as long as you’re healthy we’ll be happy.