Baby.

We're pregnant.
Ha, just kidding.
I seriously crack myself up. Because when you read that, you though, "Holy shhhhhiz that was fast!" Yeah, nope. Empty uterus. [Actually, is there anything in there? Not sure. Don't wanna know. Ew.]
But seriously, Skyler and I are the most baby-hungry people you will meet. On the flipside, we are also way-too-realistic and know our monthly budget, and have accepted that currently, doctors/hospital bills and diapers don't fit into it.
Skyler & I have "date nights" where we Pinterest and read baby name websites. It's borderline creepy.
The more I'm at the daycare, the more I find myself stopping by the nursery "just to peek".  I babysat this weekend, and rocking the baby to sleep? Yep. Fell. in. love.
This is all totally irrelevant, because we're seriously not having a kid, anytime soon. Seriously.

Anyway, tonight Sky and I had one of our typical conversations, which are generally mildly or moderately inappropriate.  I told Skyler how [someone we know, name left out] is totally gonna have a kid before us and I'm mega-jealous. And want one.
His response?
"Oh, yeah? I'll brew one.  It'll be like Miller Lite. 
 *Fifteen second pause. I didn't respond.* 
No.... it'll be like Budweiser; the KING of beers!"

Yeah. Our future generation was just compared to beer. Which we don't drink. Make sense?
Seriously, when we do finally have kids, they're going to have freaking awesome parents. And be hot [good genes, just sayin'].
I think this means we're naming our firstborn Bud.

That's all.