I've been around kids a lot in my life, but I never really connected very well with them. I simply had no clue how to act or talk. Growing up, my sister was always the one who was asked to babysit, and I was the one who was asked to feed people's dogs when they were on vacation. So, I hadn't had much practice - or, well, any practice at all - until Cole came into the picture. Everything I know about babies has all been learned in the last year. During Jaime's pregnancy, I would ask her question after question after quesion. I would read pregnancy articles and websites, trying to learn about Cole's progress. From his conception, this kid has fascinated me. And that is a dramatic difference from anything that I am used to. Cole is the difference. Cole is family. Cole is my nephew. I take that very seriously. I would lie down in traffic for him. He smiles at me and I suddenly have purpose in my life. He's my little Monkey Face.
Chris and I don't have kids yet, but when we do, it is so hard for me to imagine my kids being cuter than him. I cannot imagine loving them more than I love Cole. I know that I will, but I didn't even know I could love a baby as much as I love Cole, so it's weird to think about. He will no't be replaced, though. Cole will always be my nephew, he will always be one of my favorite people in this world, he will always be my Monkey Face.
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