Okay. I want to show you something, but I don't want you to freak out. Control yourself. No gasping. No squealing. Definitely no screaming. Okay, fine, go ahead and scream. But not if the baby's sleeping. Or you're in a crowded elevator. Or you're in the passenger seat, and the driver's of the nervous persuasion, and he's apt to swerve and nearly roll the truck all because you screamed just the eensiest little bit while he happened to be merging onto the freeway. Please don't ask how I know about that.
Anyway, here goes.
I'd like you to meet Hugo.
I KNOW, RIGHT???