I spent the weekend with my two gorgeous (which is a fancy word for good-looking; and if you get that reference, I think I love you) nieces. In the car I heard Ryleigh (three years) whispering to Ceilidh (fifteen months): “I need to tell you something…” Then Ryleigh called out “Uncle Matthew!” and I turned around to both of them blowing huge kisses to me. “Mmmmmwwaahhh!!!”
