Babies

So, a couple of weekends ago, Gllen got to see Jesse's new baby, Elliot, for the first time. We were over at Shane's house for a party, which I later found out was actually a HOUSE WARMING party, though Gllen always neglects to tell me these things. It was hard to tell anyway, since the major event at the party was a giant magic tournament... more on that later, I promise.

Anyway, I spent a good chunk of time holding Elliot and doing what any 30 year old childless woman does, complete with high-pitched voice and lots of nonsensical words. Eventually, the family had to leave, and Jesse packed up his little one in the car-seat, swaddled in blankets against the cold. He brought this cute little package over to where Gllen and I were sitting, offering us a chance to say our goodbyes. This is where my heart almost stopped beating - Gllen leaned over and peered at the tiny baby in its nest and let out a distinct "Awwwww!" In the split second after he made that sound, two things happened:

• My jaw dropped. Gllen's only reaction to babies up to this point has been to take a few steps backward to suddenly be very busy with something that would normally never interest him.
• I ovulated.

But of course, Gllen's next comment put everything back in place. Two seconds after uttering his sounds of awe, he states, in a jealous way, "That looks so comfortable!"

Yes. He wants a Gllen-sized car-seat for himself.