By Popular Request (This means you, Meg G!)

I just want to begin this post by saying I usually don't bow to the intense pressure that you, our loyal readers put on us. However, in this case, we've decided to make an exception. That, and Meg can't live more than 2 miles away from us, and she may come over and kick my heiney.

ANYWHO! Here's the very latest in Belly (and Becky) Picture Technology!

After a long and lengthy discussion (I noticed the comment and Becky said "yeah, that's not a bad idea!") we decided we'll post our Belly Pics like this from now on. Maybe if you all behave I'll post a James Belly Pic next week. We'll see.

Other than that, we had Fun Aunt Molly over for Grey's Anatomy tonight, she brought Davanni's Pepperoni Deep Dish. I'm fat(ter) now. Ma and Pa Watson were supposed to show up, but a sudden case of cranial anusitis seems like it must have reared its' ugly head out at the ol' Watson Homestead.

I'm experimenting with new nicknames for Becky, how does the BI (Baby Incubator) sound? Other than that, we will be painting the BS this weekend, so look for pictures of yours truly covered from head to toe in a lovely beige. What can I say, I'm just a year-round neutral.

Finally, the ultrasound is coming up THIS Wednesday at 9am! We will NOT be openly declaring the sex of the baby, but if anybody wants to know, feel free to call/email/stop by/carrier pigeon/smoke signal/UPS/singing telegram us and we'll gladly let you all know!

Until then, Big Fat James signing off. Oops, Becky says I can't say that.

Yet.