BOYS R US!

Only when Matt has a beard do the both of us have a distinguised chin. Mine comes in all patchy.

Most everyone already knows...but we're having a BOY! I didn't really care either way, I was just really excited to find out. Matt really thought it would be a girl but he's REALLY happy it was a boy, every father needs a son I think.

Here's a picture of the proud father a couple weeks ago, with his weirdo beard...

And by weirdo I mean totally appropriate because he gave a lesson on church history that day.

Since everyone has been getting mad that I don't have any pregnancy pictures up, here's a few that I have. They're not that great, but I'm starting to get a little belly.

This is me at 17 weeks.

Here's a greasy picture of me at 18 weeks

I'm in a Produce Coop with a bunch of girls in my ward and Matt and I went early to the Dallas Farmers Market.

First rule in road-side beet sales: Put the most attractive beets on top. The ones that make you pull the car over and go, "Wow, I need this beet right now." Those are the money beets. -Dwight