Our Big Baby

We've used this analogy more than once.

We feel like proud parents who have given birth to a gigantic baby. I mean, really, a giant. A record-breaking rhino-sized baby. At 22,000 pounds, it's cute (in it's own way), fun and we're very excited about it. It's been at the hospital under the care of skilled professionals. From that safe distance, we've been very proud and excited with virtually no worries.

But, today everything changes. The big, gigantic baby leaves the confines of the hospital and will be left in our care. We'll have to learn how to take it from here to there, find shelter for it, bathe it, feed it and take care of it. We will be solely responsible for this moose-sized mechanical rolling baby.

We have so many questions! Where will we park it? How will we maneuver it from point A to point B - in traffic, no less? Where do we wash it? What will we do when it's "upset" or "sick"? How will we manage it all?

In the words of the favorite sister-in-law: "Do what we did when we had our first baby," she advised. "Bring it home and change its diaper first thing."

OK. We get it.

We'll just take it one step at a time!