So the other day when I decided to wake up [at noon], first words out of my mom's mouth were:
1-Tavi is pregnant
2-Brady is in love
Tavi, for those who don't know, is my sister-in-law. She just found out that she is going to have another baby which will be due around June. Nothing is for certain yet, she still has to go to the doctor. We are all kind of hoping for a girl--not that we care if it happens to be a boy, just hoping for someone who might be able to calm Dennis the Mennace (Easton) down a tad.
As I am sure you are all falling off your chair with disbelief, Brady, my brother the commitment fobe is in love with the very girl who told him she wasn't going to sit around and wait for him any longer. We all really like her--especially because it takes a very strong woman to be able to give Brady the kiss off! After she did that, Mr. "I am lowering my standards a little" decided that he really liked this girl. I guess he finally told her the other day that he loved her, and she returned the sentiment.
This appears to be headed toward marriage, which is good, but then all of the attention is going to then be turned toward me. The focus has been primarily on Brady and how picky he was, and how he was never going to get married. I better hurry and move out and stop working for my father or I am going to get real tired, real fast of the criticism once Brady decides that they are going to get married!