Tonawanda News — Like Anakin Skywalker putting on the black mask and cape or Wario chucking red shells as his brother Mario down the race track, I have crossed over to the dark side.
And I have to say, I kind of enjoy the view from this side of things.
Aunt Brieanna and Uncle Bill were nice enough to make me a first-time uncle Sept. 10. Twin boys Dominic and D.J. are doing well with their mom and dad in Georgia.
I have yet to meet them, and I might not until at least the holidays. Thankfully, social media is there to fill in the void (it might be worth investing in some Facebook stock for that reason alone).
And in the meantime, I can plot ways to fulfill all those urges that I can’t with Penny and Rigby. If I see a Buffalo Bills toy I like, I don’t have to consider, “Where in the heck am I going to put that?” when it’s for my nephews.
If I find really cute “Baby’s First Christmas” onesies for them, I am not the one who needs to be concerned with, “The kids have 12 of these each. How am I possibly supposed to have them model each one for the person who gave it?”
When the time comes and I get to take them out to lunch, it’s sugar for everybody! I’m not putting anyone to bed this time! What, you want another Pixy Stick and Hi-C? Here are two of each!
I am exaggerating, of course, lest anyone think I lack nutritional knowledge or need my babysitting privileges revoked. But it is exciting to have new additions to the family, and I can now commit some of those indulgent acts Penny’s and Rigby’s extended family members have committed against us (Dec. 26 in our house traditionally resembles the Hasbro factory mixed with a recycling facility).