I just got back to my parents’ house in Maryland, where I am staying the night before I fly out to Florida tomorrow. When I got here, my mom was super excited to show me the crib she got for my baby nephew. I was psyched to see it until she told me where it resides– in Zack’s bedroom.

Zack is my youngest sibling. He is 26 years old. His bedroom, however, never escaped the dark days of puberty.

I immediately panicked. A montage to explain why:

Sweet dreams, baby boy.