Today I spent some time with my cousin's 3-month-old, Andrew. His
family all went to Lake Powell and left him with my mom. I know if
everyone went to Lake Powell and left *me* with my mom, I'd be pretty
pissed. But he's really good natured and only seemed to be bothered
when he was hungry or when I pinched him, not at all by being
abandoned by his family.

So we went for a walk to the park and saw a hot guy in a black car on
the way back. But I don't think Andrew noticed the guy, because by the
time we got home he'd fallen asleep (babies fall asleep a lot). Then
he puked all over - four times in all. Good thing the the puke was
white (all he eats is white liquid) because I was wearing white pants.
Now that I think about it, if all he eats is white stuff then where
did all that green STANK come from later? Anyway, then I changed his
clothes, because the puke soaked the ones he'd had on, watched him smile at me as I sang Led Zeppelin and Postal Service to him (he really did smile when I sang) and he fell asleep on me.

The end.