For the past couple of weeks or so, we (me, Chris, and Uncle Ginger Queen) have been musing over how Clem would handle hanging out with a baby. As a former babyphobe, I empathized with his dilemma over not wanting to be rude but not really feeling the need to interact with a mini-human. We wondered if he’d ever held a baby before and how long it would take for him to hold Tom. After a few tequilaritas, he took the plunge:

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