Maybe there’s a very good cosmic reason that Ryan and I aren’t parents yet.
Ryan sent me this picture:
At which point, the following conversation transpired.
ME: His middle name was Tecumseh?
HIM: William Tecumseh Sherman!
ME: What kind of name is Tecumseh?
HIM: THE NAME OF OUR FIRSTBORN. How can you argue with a name like Tecumseh?
HIM: The correct answer is: YOU CAN’T.