I'm sitting in a chair, holding my sister's new baby in my lap. Somebody puts a couple of books on my head, and for a joke I balance them there, rolling around the room in the chair (which apparently has wheels). I'm careful to shield the baby with my arm in case the books tumble.

I ask Leah whether she has picked a name for the baby yet, and she has not (in real life, last I heard, she hadn't named him).