At Least They're Committed

Yup. That’s what the ultrasound gal told your parents and Aunt Maddie. “It’s a boy.” Sometimes it’s tough to tell, she said, because (as with your Uncle Darian) the babies cross their legs. But you, Desmond (or Dezmond, they’re still deciding), were showing off, just like your Uncle Dante did. You’re strong and well-developed and enjoyed posing for the photos, just like your mom did and still does. Last night, your Uncle Dante and I bought you your first onesie . . . it has Jack Skellington on it because ‘The Nightmare Before Christmas’ is your mom’s favorite movie. (Plus, you rather look like him in these photos, huh?) And, oh trust me, we’ve only just begun!