I thought maybe a picture of the basketball I have been carrying around might help you decide if this is a little boy or a little girl. I get asked if I have an inkling as to what it might be. The answer is "no" I have absolutely no idea. I think how can a boy be this mean to his mom and then I think it has to be a girl b/c only a girl would be this mean to her mom. By "mean" I am saying that I get beat up on a second by second basis. One thing is for sure, it's going to be so much fun when this little alien pops out and Matt gets to tell me what it is. Please pray that that grand moment comes soon, please.
I look crooked!
These pictures are definitely not for those with weak stomachs.