My little brother is becoming a father.
Words I don’t think I’d ever get to say.
The same kid I’d drive around town in my ’95 VW Golf, go to screamo shows, and do random photo shoots with when we were teenagers.
Is having a kid of his own. And I am a mess of feels.
Next month, this stunning goddess will give birth to my nephew.
I am so excited to enter into a new season of life with my brother and his beautiful fiancé, as they join the parenthood club, and we grow closer over ALL THE THINGS.
But mostly I can’t wait to smell his sweet little head and nibble on his tiny little toes.
Oh, Waylon Peter, we cannot wait to meet you.