The kid is still up north but his stuff came here the other day. I've been unpacking and sorting ever since. The problem with this is that my sister had a cat. I am very allergic to cats. So, my time has been littered with sneezing fits of the likes I haven't seen in a long time. Earlier, I took some Bendryl and now my head feels all fuzzy. No driving or handling any heavy machinery for me any time soon. Wow, this kid is a clothes horse. My sister was one as well. She had some the best taste I had ever met. And it's reflected on her kid. I have to find a way to keep it up. Everyone is falling in love with Ethan, the nephew in question. I want to say that I find it odd but I feel saying so comes across as harsh. But that's not what I mean. The phrase, "I don't like kids but I like him," has been said more than once while I've taken Ethan around. The kid is enchanted. I swear. He has the power to melt even the coldest of hearts. I can only stand back and be amazed as people fall one after the other to his spell. Though I will always admit that he is indeed cute. I mean, look at him. (He's the one in the middle. The other two are my cousin's children.) That's one cute kid. Hard to believe that he is a quarter Puerto Rican. He's an O'Brien through and through. ( Meanwhile, I did some fan art doodles... )
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