I think the message carried in the subject line of this blog entry is fairly obvious and I’m sure 3 out of every 2 of you has already figured out what this entry is about.

Sophie is carrying what some of you may consider your biggest nightmare, a smaller version of the two of us rolled into one.

I’ve been warned by Sophie not to say too much about the ejaculate conception so all I will divulge is that it was a cool night in Cairo, and it wasn’t only the camels who had a hump that night.

To date we’ve been to one ultra sound. The baby was bouncing up and down, and we could see the hands, head and legs. I have pictures but I’ll spare you. In my opinion, all ultrasounds look alike – a black and white version of Van Gogh’s Starry Night. Expected delivery date is mid Nov.

Ken has a party at his house. This one was under control, however. This time I didn’t run throught the screen door and I did not make Maribeth pregnant in the jacuzzi.