Babies. Everyone loves them (well, almost everyone, I'm almost sure of it). There is such a helplessness and innocence that makes you say 'aww'. Also, they are cute, like 'look at that tiny miniature old man' cute. I always hoped my brother would be the first one to have a grandchild. Firstly, because it looks quite painful and terrifying. Secondly, because he is the oldest, so that is the rule.

Well, wouldn't you know, the first Manno grandchild has finally arrived. It is so fun to be a part of someone's life from literally the beginning. And what is even better, Joe and I are the godparents.

I never thought I would be that person who always wanted to hold the baby, but it is one of the most satisfying things. And seriously, how can skin be that soft??