This Year's Model of Humanity

Whenever I think about Joey, I eventually work my way around to the dad angle.

And then I squee.

I adore kids. Seriously. They're the best. I don't know if I could ever handle raising one of my very own, but they make me go mushy inside. I want to cuddle them and buy them ice-cream and play silly games with them. And tell them about the goodness of vegetables and how important sleep and homework are and how much! They Are Loved! Yes.

Joey having a kid made him quite a bit more attractive to me.

I am so weird.

Brianna! Adorable! Joey! Adorable!