We had a baby born to our tribe last night. (Not blood relations but the relations that you accumulate if you are very, very lucky.)
A boy! Another boy! It’s weird, we now have nine “nephews” in our Colorado Springs tribe and no girls. This means that I have purchased 6 copies of “Frampton Comes Alive!” (it’s the 7th Birthday Present) and will be purchasing 3 more.
This album is seriously getting harder and harder to find on the shelves. I’ve had to start going to used cd stores.
Now, we do have nieces but they’re all in Canada and we do what we can to spoil them from afar… but I have no idea what the equivalent album would be. Dreamboat Annie, maybe?
Anyway, this weekend, I imagine we’ll be visiting the child once he’s ensconced safe at home and we’ll have to find a piggy bank for him (with a couple of quarters seeding in there) and some Richard Scarry, Mercer Meyer, and Maurice Sendak.
The best part of babies, from the perspective of aunt/unclehood, is being able to show them the awesome stuff before they’re exposed to the Biebers.
So… what are you doing this weekend?