Getting High With My Nephew

So I had a nice time with my nephew this weekend. He's a good-natured little baby, and he looks like a mini-me so I'm evolutionarily-disposed towards liking him.



He's a bit of a squirmer though, which makes holding him an adventure in and of itself. Here we are enjoying the sights of the the Highline, which my tax dollars may or may not be funding. I seem to be pointing out to him where the Lure used to be, which I would go to on Pork Night back in the day when I would stay up past 10pm on a Wednesday and wear leather pants.


And here we are with Nana and Papa, who clearly love him more than anything else in the world.

Here's a nice one of the two of us which caused some controversy at the office. It's not like I dropped him or anything, or held him anywhere near the edge. And he's smiling!

Right? It's totally different.

So in conclusion, babies are cute, if squirmy.