She’s made of cheese!
Kip makes a pouty face every time I say that our daughter is made of cheese. Maybe it’s because he doesn’t believe in yellow cheese.
The image above is a 3D ultrasound rendering of Taran Jack, taken from a video session we had this past weekend. Yes, thanks to modern technology, boutique clinics and generous grandmothers-to-be, we can get a jump start in making embarrassing videos of our daughter. And you can find my edited down version of the experience right here on YouTube.
I was able to bring about six folks to the recording–I spent about half my time observing their reactions as seeing my daughter live in the womb. Dylan was (and is still) delighted when the tech demonstrated that Taran was still a girl by pointing out her “princess parts.” Patrick seemed a little startled by the way my belly moved in response to Taran’s activity as seen on screen. I couldn’t figure out if Erika was fascinated or horrified, and Barry seemed to find it a satisfactory documentary, if a tad unrealistic. And Kip always gives great reaction–he’s still blown away the yawn that begins the video I linked to above.
Oh, and I should mention Patrick’s Dicebox fill-in won’t actually begin until next week. So it goes.
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