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My brother's an official 'guardian'. Welcome to the world, Oliver Timothy! I can't believe that my friend's a dad now, and my brother's got a baby named after him. The baby is a beautiful, pudgy little thing, all indignant rage and naps. He looks like a little beached seal; when Oliver came out his nails were too long and he has to wear these oversized gloves until he's strong enough for them to be cut.
Babies are a new and incredible thing to me, but Tim's always been one of those people who just gets kids. I can't think of a better fake uncle, guardian, godfather, whatever you want to call it.
Babies are a new and incredible thing to me, but Tim's always been one of those people who just gets kids. I can't think of a better fake uncle, guardian, godfather, whatever you want to call it.