I received an email from Shannon (who is doing a great job) today. They are pregnant! She and Rhonda have been trying* for a few months and it looks like they were successful, although they did have to resort to getting Rhonda all drugged up. They are going to be some of the best parents, when Shannon would hold Ava it was just so natural for her to be holding a baby. It just looked...right. Sometime I wonder what is wrong with me that I don't seem to want that part of what would normally be a woman's life. I could handle and even direct (somewhat) the sarcasm and hormone induced stupidity of high school students, but I have nothing when it comes to the young ones. They say its different when they are yours, but I don't know. Plus how does one ever afford the little buggers? Here in south Florida we can't even afford a simple starter house. I feel like we have gone backwards in our life path by living in a apartment. Don't get me wrong its a really nice apartment (it should be for the price) with a nice staff and many amenities, but its just not the same. It just...doesn't have stairs.
*The source of possibly some of the most hilarious stories ever told, I would try to tell them but I couldn't do it justice they only work when told by Shannon (while furiously blushing).
Labels: Baby, Shannon