Bieber fever

I have thirteen first cousins. The one who is closest to me in age is Holly, and she told everyone on Christmas Eve that she is pregnant. Extremely pregnant. Like pregnant cubed.

When my big brother and his wife found out they were having twins over sixteen years ago, their initial reaction was shock mixed with joy. For them, "It's a boy" was a phrase that bore repeating. 

Holly and Jason can say, "It's a boy, It's a boy, It's a girl." Though I am very happy for them both, triplets terrify me. 

I did have a rather funny, Justin Bieber-based T-shirt idea this morning, though. I want to get a maternity T-shirt for Holly that says, "Baby, Baby, Baby." And a shirt for Jason that says, "Ooh!"