Last night I finally felt my little dinosaur for the very first time. I not only felt something (an arm? a bottom? a tail?), but I felt The Bean wriggle away from me. Sure, a wriggle towards me might have been nicer, but I'm just too excited to care. Debs has been able to feel little kicks from inside (apparently our little Bean-o-saur is also an apprentice ninja), but I finally got to connect with something other than an ultasound image on a television.

Sooner or later, I'm going to come to grips with the idea of being a father.