Simon Aron O’Brien

After years of speculated androgyny, my brother Greg proved the entire world wrong several months ago by conceiving a child with his wife (and better half) Jill.

Now, I realize that I started this blog off with my standard playful-yet-abrasive tone, but on this particular occasion I am acting out of necessity…because the rest will be a bit mushy, and mushy just isn’t my style.

Greg & Jill, and the rest of the family for that matter, received a slightly-late Christmas present this year with the arrival of Simon Aron O’Brien.

His vitals are as follows:
- Weight: I don’t know.
- Height: I’m not really sure.
- Eye Color: I think this changes over time, right?
- Hair: Dirty blond and softer than silk…though I think this changes too.

This past year Bob also became an uncle, and it was literally all he would talk about. All the time. All. The. Time. At some point I believe he pointed out that, my sister-in-law being pregnant, I would ‘get it’ once I too became an uncle. Well, I am happy to report that I do ‘get it’, as holding the new addition to the family in the hospital was one of most surreal, bizarre, and joyous moments I’ve had in my life in quite some time.

So here’s to Bob being right…which is also a rare occurrence.

I am already fantasizing about all the fun Simon and I are going to have once he gets old enough to break things and disobey his parents.