Boy or Girl?

The eternal question asked by expectant mothers, well some as others just wait to be surprised. Gary says that if the mother to be is pretty during her pregnancy then it will be a girl as she does not have to drain her body of testerostone as it is a girl. No need for testerostone, boys need loads. Well my theory is if the mother is pretty during her time then it will be a boy, no need for her to loose her looks as it is a boy. Gary and I have decided to publish a scientific paper on this common question. Just to bring you up to speed, Claudia is blossoming in this pregnancy so I predicted a boy and I am seldom wrong, a boy it is. Questions will be asked in the House of Lords. Baron van Pregnacy is already complaining of this being some sexist ploy by men, well the fact do speck for themselves.

Michael has just got home from a week in Cornwall and looking very good. Also brought his girlfriend for a few days. Oh the excitement and pleasure of youth. 

One week later.

I know time flys, but it has been a very busy time. 

Dinner on the oven and waiting for Susan and the boys, Michael finishes at 5:30 this evening from the RNLI and Robert at 6. As they get older we expected to fetch and carry less but alas that has proved not to be the case, I really do not mind as the few minutes we spend in the car together is catchup time and well worth it.

Angel phoned to tell us about her move to a new home they have bought, 3 + 1 she called it so I would imagine 3 bedrooms and one bathroom. Hope they are settled now and Matt can weave his magic and create a 5 + 3 soon to compliment their families needs. Captain Ben would expect no less.

Well we are now at the end of a very relaxing weekend, Susan has topped up her tan, Michael has done another day of fund raising for the RNLI and Robert has slaved away at Staples keeping this fragile economy a float. We are about to have over priced pizza, delivered to our door, and I have a roast  chicken and roast vegetables in the oven, but that will keep, unlike the pizza, which, once cold, will forever be cold and dry. It is Sunday so I will just go with the flow.