The Peanut is camping out

Here is Gabby at 8.5 weeks.

It was quite a thrill to see her little heart beating on the screen.

Opt-Out

After days of debate, we decided to exercise our option to not buy the new house. While we sacrifice the option money as well as the inspection and loan fees, we won't be saddled with another mortgage. During this time of economic collapse, we will seek shelter in C's house. It's dog-friendly, has plenty of room, and will allow us to invest even more in Gabby. This must be a tough time to be a real estate agent.

Rathlet

I am thrilled to announce that my future progeny is now gestating. Utilizing the mystical art of mathematics, I've determined the due date to be the end of July. We are currently referring to the parasite as Gabby. I am equally thrilled that my child will not be born during the Bush administration.