It's a Girl!

For those of you who don't know (and I'm not very good about spreading the word to those that don't see me on a regular basis for two main reasons - Oliver and Gabriel) we are expecting child #3 and just found out that it will be a GIRL! I am due on Sept 11 (but would rather avoid that date, if possible). I mostly feel wonderful because I'm only having one child and the freedom (compared to carrying the twins) is amazing by comparison. However, the constant fatigue and shortness of breath are somehow dampening my enthusiasm.

I think the boys are excited to have a baby sister and like to talk to her in my belly. They also like to occassionally punch her (and me). This may be a foreshadowing of things to come..."Finally, someone smaller than me that I can pick a fight with and consistently beat!" Doug is concerned (and probably rightfully so) that adding another child to this already constant mahem, may only increase the chaos we call home. However, I am blissfully holding on to the belief (while I can) that #3 will be an angel and easy to manage. Is is too much to hope that she will mellow out the mischevious nature of my boys? Probably. Besides, most of the time, the antics and trouble my boys get into gives me a good laugh. Here is one, for example.

We took the boys out to eat at a popular Mexican restaurant called the Red Iguana. The wait was 30 minutes during which we sat outside and chatted with an older couple and their grown daughter, visiting the Red Iguana for the first time. When we got inside, as luck would have it, we were sitting at a table right next to them and near the door. After the older couple and their daughter finished eating, they said bye to the boys on their way out. The older gentleman wisely avoided Gabe's outstreched hands since they were covered with beans, cheese and other various mexican delights. However, he was not familiar with the...hmmm, what shall we call it..."tenacity" of Gabe and as he turned to go, Gabe, ever so subtly, wiped his hands on the man's suit jacket (without him knowing and in a place the man would not notice). They were out the door a second later. Doug and I couldn't help but laugh about it along with the crowd of folks waiting to be seated. What would a night out be without that sort of unexpected entertainment?