Filed under: Chicken!
My little sister Lauren is in the air right now on her way to LA with our one and only nephew Chicken. No, that isn’t his über hip celebrity baby name (you heard me, Pilot Inspector). His name is Calvin.
Here’s everything I know about pregnancy: apparently those last 2 months in the womb are when a baby gets all fat ‘n’ cute ‘n’ stuff. Calvin decided to skip that part. He was born a very scary 2 months early. He was so tiny I took to calling him Chicken Little. That morphed into just Chicken since he looked remarkably like a rubber chicken for the first few weeks.
The now very fat ‘n’ cute Chicken has decided to start crawling all of the sudden. I was expecting him to send me an email or at least a text message giving me a little warning, but I got no such heads up from him- kids these days…..So now I’m frantically crawling around the baby maiming machine that is our apartment.
I might as well be driving a Miata again based on how baby-ready I am……
