Will you never go away? Will you fill our halls with your faux laugh and all your real ones, too? Will you let me tickle you like the rascals never could? Will you stay and be our constant diversion? Will you always remind me of Jay Leno, even though we're a Conan household? Will you stay and keep your mom in my kitchen where we will volley recipes and rhetoric? Please, Eli. Seth thinks your "probably the cutest baby ever!" I promise, I will never put you to bed. We'll stay up to eat homemade flour tortillas (to satisfiy the "nibbles") and threaten uncle Gooch with a tuna noodle casserole. Pretty please don't take your mom back to the mountains stay in the Piedmont where we can bask in your sunshine. You can have all the milk your sippy will hold.