My New Baby Brother

Okay, so my dad and his girlfriend are having a baby. They think that they will be the best parents out there. The first thing they did wrong was have the kid and decide, hey let's not get married. That's the worst thing because it shows non committment. The second thing is that they named the boy a girls name: Dakota. Now I know technically it can be a boy's name too, but to me it's a girls name only. I feel so bad for the baby.

Not like I will ever see the baby. I don't talk to my dad, remember? I would love to see him, my brother that is, but that would involve going back and seeing that girl my dad dates. EH! No. And then I would be pushed to baby-sit. And I don't know one thing about kids. Cept that they are hard to care for.

He will be born in August. I feel so bad for him. Even if they treat him twice as good as they treated me and my sister, he's still in for a tough life. They probably will love him, though. Because he's their's and not two kids that my father accidentally made fifteen years ago by dating my mother for three weeks. Well, look, now we have a baby of our own. Who cares about those two no-good teenagers that aren't ours? Oh well.