I guess it had to happen sometime. With nearly all my friends married, I’m not surprised when they start pumping out kids. My old friend from Alaska, Micah, has started first. I remember when Micah would eat ants at the top of our mountain, swearing they tasted like cornflakes (I didn’t think they had any taste), and now he’s a father. Crazy things in a crazy world!
Congratulations, Micah, hope you got diapers!