So. It's official. I'm an auntie!!!
Hubster's brother and his wife had their first little baby boy yesterday. And now hubby and I's main purpose and goal in life is to strive to be the "cool" aunt and uncle. (I don't think we'll have to try very hard... have you met us? Come on. We rock).
I haven't had a chance to meet the little guy yet (we're going to see him after work tonight), but I can tell you (from pictures) that: HE. IS. CUTE!
Hubby describes him as "squishy" (which is a good thing, according to him). And I just can't wait to get that squishy little guy into my arms. To welcome him to the world. To watch him grow over the years. And learn. And become his own little person with thoughts and aspirations and goals.
And then, when he cries, or gets fussy, or smells like poo, or - as he gets older - starts asking questions of an uncomfortable nature (ie: S-E-X)... I'll give him right back.
Being an aunt is going to be fun.