Loves

We're a family of little blankie loves.

The kids adore them and it creates a lot of comfort for a neurotic mother that they are snuggling up to a small square of fabric rather than smothering themselves in a large blanket -- especially when they are little babies.

So, when Jane discovered that I had a new baby growing in my tummy, her first question was, "where is baby's Bear?" (for she calls her love Bear;

Elliot calls his Goggy ... I believe, since he named his love when he could barely speak, that he meant Doggy, although his love is a monkey).

I told her we'd have to go buy one.

At the store we were faced with two choices: A pink giraffe or a blue dog.

I told Jane it would depend on the gender of the baby for which one we purchased.

Yesterday, when I had another ultrasound at 21 weeks, Lane was finally confident enough with the doctor's answer (she said she wasn't even going to equivocate) to finally talk about the baby in specific gender (because I've been sure of the baby's gender for 2 months now).

P.S. Lane took the ultrasound photos to work with him so he could scan them (since there is no scanner at the house). When I get them, I'll post some. He has the same beak as my other children.