I'm 19 weeks old!

Yesterday, daddy turned 32. Today, I turned 19 weeks. I am now the size of an heriloom tomato. Heirloom tomato? Why is my size always being compared to vegetables? A couple of weeks ago I was a avocado. Now I'm a tomato. Why not say that I am now the size of a very small puppy? Or two scoops of green-mint chip ice cream? Well, for those of you who don't spend much time in the garden or the produce aisle, I present to you...exhibit A:

Now that we have that cleared up let's move on.

The voting for "should mommy and daddy find out if I'm a boy or a girl" is heating up. As of this morning, it is tighter than the presidential race - a dead heat, to be exact. This Tuesday is the big day, as Mommy has her 20-week ultrasound. That is when they can find out if I'm a boy or a girl. I encourage you all to speak your mind...ROCK THE VOTE! You have a voice, and it needs to be heard.

Everyone in the family is still doing well. Hope you all have a great weekend!