Tim

Ok Eve!

This ought to be a funny one! Your Aunt Jill and Uncle Noah are here and Jill doesn't really know what day it is, let alone how to send you a message. Noah is playing music as usual. They are debating what limb to cut off rather than another. Oh well! I don't think retardestness runs horizontially! They are horizontal relatives thank goodness! I am a lineal relative, oh boy watch out! OK, Jill wants to say something! Hello! From Jill...Well Eve, by the time you are able to read this you have already figured out that your grandpa is a little mmm.....eccentric in an odd way. It is okay though even though he may come off as a little intimidating and scary, he is okay. You will get used to him and off course a little will rub off on you. It is pretty pathetic that I am writing on my dad's blog but as you already know I am a little computer illiterate. I hope you get the smarts of your parents because all I can teach you is about how crazy Picasso and Vincent Van Gogh were and your uncle Noah can teach you any and everything about Guitars and his hero's Kurt Cobain and Bob Dylan. I am so excited to see you. Your mom is worried that I am going to talk baby talk to you because I always do to my ferret, Wishkah, but what can I say, I am a mother to all animals. I hope that he is around to meet you, but if not, I am sure I will have come across a wounded legless animal to save before too long. I hope that you aren't too overly freaked out about your soon to be family. I am sure you will fit right in. Love you. Your Aunt Jill