I can't recall if it was the next day or the day after that, but I do remember my parents sitting me down, with their serious faces on, and telling me they didn't think you would last long, maybe wouldn't make through the night. I don't remember hearing something as dumb as that, that was just plain stupid, why wouldn't you? I was feeding you (mostly water and milk) and taking care of you, why wasn't that enough? It turned out to be true, what I thought, that is. We had each other, from the first day I knew I loved you, from that day I was going to take care of you, from that moment we were a family.