
When the technician announced that it is a boy Jack said, "But I wanted a girl!" Then Jack proceeded to call him a little "fat-head" for the rest to the appointment (Thanks Andrew & Al - that's their lovely little nickname for our little brother Steve who doesn't appear to have a very fat head to me. I digress).

We couldn't get a good profile of the little guy because he insisted on sleeping on his stomach with his arms in front of his face. Next month I'll go in for a minute to see if we can get a quick snap shot. He appears to be completely healthy and normal though!
I think that it will be really fun (read "really really loud and crazy at times") to have 3 boys all together. And I'm glad that
baby Luke will have a boy cousin his age too. Besides, we make really cute boys anyway so we might as well stick with what we know.
With all this testosterone around here, I'm needing a girl's night out! Any takers?