Anniversaries

Today marks one year since Laura and I arrived in St. Louis. We managed to get a $*#()@$*load done in that amount of time. We went from sleeping on my brother's futon to owning our own house. From unemployed to having good (for me great) jobs. From barren to fertilized et cetera et cetera.

Also celebrated this week was Laura and my second marraige anniversary. The wedding, of course was in October, but we had our court marraige in Februrary.

As Promised: My Son!

And in case you didn't see his inherent maleness by that profile, the circled blob is is pee-pee.

IT'S A BOY!

I saw the junk myself! I'll post them to the world soon. We won't announce a name until the big day.

God Bless

Sex O' The Baby

Tomorrow morning we go to find out the sex of the baby. With any luck, tomorrow morning will not be the day the baby decides to hide its genitals with its hands or be bashful and show it's back to the sonogram tech. You can be sure that I'll be calling everyone and postng it here.

As fate would have it, my old buddy from the Dean campaign knocked his wife up one day after me. He's finding out on Wednesday and I'm sure will have it up on his fancy blog