I met my first niece today and I am visiting her (and her parents) until Tuesday. She's very sweet and cute and good and spent most of the day sleeping. Of course, the illusion of perfection is being shattered by the sad infant screams drifting through the wall from my brother and his wife's bedroom. Poor baby. Poor parents. If only I were actually useful with infants, I could help out with the stark staring exhaustion... and my brother has to work in the morning, poor him.

I don't mind for my own sake, I can handle the occasional sleepless night! *g*