"Luke Duke Doty"

Yesterday was Christmas with the Hollenbaugh side of the family. Since Jake's cousin Abbey and her husband had a baby, the baby has become the main attraction at any given family gathering. At 18 months old with bouncy brown curly hair, Aylah is certainly the life of the party. Before we left, Abbey gave us a picture of Aylah and I hung it on the fridge when we got home.

This morning I saw Jake standing in front of the fridge looking at the picture of his baby cousin. I know he was staring at the picture because there was nothing else on the fridge to look at. I smiled to myself becasue just a few minutes before I was doing the same thing.

"Kind of makes you want to have one of your own, doesn't it?" I asked him.

"Yeah, it does. Scary, huh?" He put his arm around my neck and kissed my forehead.

"Yeah, scary."

jake and I have both said countless times that we don't want to have kids, so why all of a sudden are we feeling these weird parental callings? Would we even be good parents, or just okay parents? I have always thought of myself as too selfish and stubborn with the way I like to have things done to have kids. And Jake, well Jake doesn't even like to spend money on me if he doesn't have everything he wants.

What's scarier is that we would probably come up with some stupid-ass name like "Luke Duke Doty" and think we were being clever and funny and our kid would grow up hating us. Remeber Mr. Rayle? I believe his daughters name is "Ginger Rayle" I hope I am not that crazy!