My mom just got of the phone saying that my baby cousin had just been born. I could not believe it. My baby cousin was going to be born. I was not going to see him being born but I was going to see him. His name was going to be Wesley. I could not wait to see him. I was excited to see him but I had to finish my ski trip. I could not focus on my ski trip. I was keep on thinking about the baby. When I was going down a snow hill I was still thinking about the baby when SPLAT CRASH. I had fell and went falling down a little less then half of the hill. I got hurt only a little. I could not stop thinking about the baby. I was board to death when we drove back to my house. When we finally got back from the ski trip we went to the hospital. I was not that happy that the baby was a boy, but when I saw him I changed my mind. I thought it was the cutest and the tiniest thing ever. Everyone admired him. Had all the attention at that moment. I was devastated too because I used to be the baby of the family and now I was only the second youngest child. I was still glad too. It had been the best day ever.
By : Jordana