Regardless of what the ultrasound technician told us back in May--and I'm still not telling what they told us--I know now that we will probably end up having a girl.
Why, you ask?
Well, because I'm pretty sure I just came up with the most awesome name for a son, EVAR.
And no, I can't tell you what it is.
Isn't this annoying? I'm not telling you anything, really. Only that if I have another son, he will be endowed with another splendid moniker, fully able to contend with big brother Arlo's.
Oh, and if we do have a girl, she'll have a pretty sweet name too.
Just sit tight for eight more weeks (or less, I hope) and all will be revealed. I'm so excited!