I have been hanging out with these children. And I love them. And their faces fill my little heart up to overflowing until I can't think straight. So every time I think "it's time to write a new blog post" the sentences get jumbled and my tongue swells up and my words come out like "readers. Eating. All this time. One day I. LOOK AT THIS BABY".
This should clear things up a bit. 
The fact is, I have been around for each if these babies, and while I can't prove anything, I am pretty sure they brainwashed me. I can't quit them.
