Silly fact: I was working a new job at UF when my nephew was born. All I wanted to do was meet him and hold him and tell him how much I already loved him. It was killing me that I couldn't just get in my car and drive to Orlando. I was working 40 hours a week and since I was new I had no days off. Finally I decided I couldn't take it anymore and even if I only saw him for a few hours the trip would be worth it. I drove down on a Saturday morning BUT before I drove down I decided to cook a good breakfast so I wouldn't have to stop anywhere to eat. As I was cutting a piece of cheese from the block I cut myself real bad. I couldn't stop bleeding! I realized how silly that was..here I was thinking of cuddling my baby nephew while holding a knife and sliced a piece of skin off my left index finger. I quickly wrapped my finger in paper towels and left! Goodbye bloody knife I am on my way to see my brand new stinking cute baby nephew. Two years later and every time I look at my scar I think of my baby nephew who is not a baby no more!
My nephew luvs ice cream! The other day I decided to give Clara some ice cream and she screamed real loud when I took it away from her. hehe I think they are related :)
