Sta.sh
My lil' sister Erin, now three years married, is pregnant and about to pop. We've all been waiting for days for the baby to come, and no one is more ready for this baby to be born than Erin.
Me, earlier tonight: "Good night Erin. Don't let your baby come yet."
Erin: "No, I want her to come, remember?"
Me: "Would it help if I sneaked up behind you and said BOO?"
Erin, shaking her head: "That would just make me pee my pants. Bad plan."
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Today I am thankful for humor, and sisters, and the hope of new life just around the corner. And for Jesus, who took on flesh, long ago, and came to meet us right here, exactly then and still precisely now.
And I'm grateful for these moments.
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Even though I don't aspire to be a poet, I wish my poetry was this awesome! gj mate!
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