We are twenty-two. Twenty-two weeks old. Yeah, yeah—I know. Wait. That means we’re more than halfway. When did that happen? When you were napping. Ah, come on. You nap too. Not as much as you. Would you stop that? It’s about time our fingernails grew all the way in. Fine. You scratch. I’ll work on meconium. You and your crazy words. What is that? It’s what we will use to fill our first diapers. Oh, that sounds like fun! You make some for Momma and I’ll take Papaya. Hey, that was a good one! Thanks! Do you think they got it?
-a.m.opdahl