With The Bean most certainly on the way, people often ask us the question “do you want a boy or a girl?”. Debs would very much like a boy, while most people seem to think it's going to be a girl. This seems to follow The Principle of Maximal Inconvenience, which is how the universe works.

I, however, haven't really had a preference. Everyone says that isn't a good enough answer. I have to choose what I would like my child to be, even though it is already quite decided by this point.

For this reason, I have decided that I would very much like my child to be a dinosaur. Compact, portable and ferocious. Imagine just how cool it would be to have a tiny, green dinosaur as a child.

Rrrraaaaarrrgggg! I am Bean-Tar!

Debs doesn't seem to happy about giving birth to something with little spikes all the way down its head and back, and breast feeding something with sharp, pointy teeth might be a little uncomfortable, so there's still some negotiation to be done. Even so, I think I'm well on my way to having a bouncing baby dinosaur.

I'll be sure to post pictures.