Things are a little inbalanced in our house in the gender arena. With a female partner, a female dog, and now a female offspring, Daddy P has to try to defend himself. And he's failing...
Last night, Cletusella (Grandma suggests "Little Lulu" as a pseudonym which seems kinder but less funny) kicked him. She'd been rocking and rolling while I was lying in bed, and so he put his cheek to my belly to listen. He heard her swimming around and then &#$*! POW *#*@! she kicked him in the cheek.
She's going to give us a run for our money I think...
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