These past couple weeks, after writing a letter to Chaz Bono, my preschooler getting too good of an idea about where his baby brother is coming from, whining about tongues in my internet, and telling you why I’m splitting my pubic bone - I find myself with nothing much to say to you guys today.
Perhaps it’s because all the juices that used to flow to my brain are now going to my womb.
It’s a good thing that Hot Nerd has something to say to you guys. I know, this must be your lucky day. He is truly brilliant, and his genius is clearly rubbing off on our son.
Most of you don’t even know what he looks like, or sounds like. This is truly a historical day.