Raquel and Harrison sitting in a tree, K-I-S-S-I-N-G.
First comes love.
Then comes marriage.
Then comes a baby in the baby carriage. That's how her brother used to sing it when we were kids-a simple ploy to get under my skin and make me stick my fist in his face-but man oh man, did he get the order wrong. One night of "kissing" in New York catapulted us straight to the pregnancy portion of the song-surprise...