What do you think Andrea and I will have
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This week we go into our 20th week ultrasound. For you veteran parents out there, you know that this is the ultrasound when they look for the sex of the baby (or, in our case, babies). Everybody has been asking what do I want

Now, it would be nice to have one of each, to be able to experience, as a parent, what it’s like to parent both a boy and a girl. But the possibility of having two boys or two girls is real and would be just as welcome.

However, everyone has an opinion on the matter. The prevailing notion is that two boys will make you pay early, while two girls will make you pay later. I must admit, knowing how little boys can be (I was once one of them), I’m a little nervous about having two little boys that can run away in opposite directions. Although I’m equally nervous about two teenage girls. I mean, how can one man stand that much estrogen in one house

But, if they’re anything like their mother, I have nothing to worry about.

Thursday can’t come soon enough. We can start thinking of names and color palettes and clothes!

Wow, it’s starting to get really real.

Andrea and I have enrolled in a series of birth preparation classes with our local hospital. When we signed up, it was explained that there were six classes that we would attend prior to the birth and one post birth class.

Yesterday we got a letter from the hospital. It read…

Dear Ms./Mr. Henry,

This letter acts as notification that your 6-week Childbirth Preparation Class will not hold Class 7. In the past, the series consisted of six weekly meetings before delivery and one after delivery. It has been decided to eliminate the class due to a lack of attendance.

Thank you for your understanding.

Gee, why would there be a lack of attendance of a class after someone just had a baby I can’t imagine why.

While watching another American Idol, a pair of twins were awarded a trip to Hollywood. After receiving uncharacteristically high praise from the Evil Simon, one twin, in his euphoria, shouted out, “Give the man a cookie!”

Now, that’s a catch phrase I can get behind. I think we could all use a cookie when we do something good (now, if my yet-to-be-born twins read this someday, you’re not getting a cookie so just move on). I’m going to start using this phrase in all aspects of my life. At work, when someone says something intelligent in a meeting, I’m going to shout out, “Give the man (or woman) a cookie!” When the grocery clerk gives me correct change, I’m going to shout “Give the man a cookie!” And when my cat scratches on her scratching post, I’m going to holler “Give the cat a cookie!”

All this talk of food has made me hungry. Anybody got a cookie

Andrea is in denial regarding her ever-growing belly.

Today, as she was trying to find something to wear, she told me that she had a pair of shorts she got last year that has an expandable waist and velcro that allows it to stretch even more. After going to get ready, she came out and said, “I don’t think this is going to work.”

These “stretchy” shorts weren’t even close to being big enough to contain her quickly expanding belly.

Face it, Honey, you’re pregnant with twins. I don’t think there’s anything in your closet that is going to house all three of you.

After watching two nights of American Idol auditions, I want to address you people who tell these poor souls that they can actually sing. Every poor sucker gets up there, sings like an injured animal, and then tells the judges that their friends/family/acquaintances told them they have a beautiful voice when they’re laughed at by Simon and company.

Stop doing that! Tell them the truth! Tell them “You’re awful! When you sing, dogs howl back!” Don’t tell them they sound great and then watch them embarrass themselves on national television.

Although, it IS pretty funny to watch.

In spite of my outgoing personality, I don’t tend to make friends very easily - especially male friends. The psychologist in me would argue that it’s because I was raised by a single mom and didn’t have a chance to bond with many males while growing up. Perhaps that’s it, but it doesn’t really matter. I have a handful of close male friends that are spread out throughout the country and they are mostly former teammates of mine.

Except Brent. Brent and I have been friends since we were twelve years old. Even though we haven’t been in the same city in quite some time, we are still close. It never matters how long it’s been since we’ve talked, we can always pick right back up and tell each other anything. Brent is the kindest person I know. He’s also one of the funniest. He has a great ability to laugh at himself and is a little scatter brained but in the best way possible. Those who know him, love him.

I haven’t spoken to Brent in about four or five months. Yesterday, I got a package left at my front door. I opened it to find three wrapped gifts. One box held a beautiful throw blanket from Pottery Barn. Another box had a gift certificate from Pottery Barn.

The third also had a gift certificate from Pottery Barn. I thought it kinda strange that I would get two gift certificates from the same store - until I looked at the date. It read 12/14/02.

It says alot about Brent that he bought the gift certificate for us before Christmas. It it also just like Brent to send it two years later.

You gotta love him.

I was watching Sports Illustrated’s search for their next swimsuit model the other night on television. My favorite part (really) was a shot of one of the young ladies lying in bed reading a book.

The title The Complete Idiot’s Guide to Being a Model.

On Monday we celebrate the legacy of Dr. Marting Luther King Jr. If he were alive today, I don’t think he would say that his “Dream” has been achieved. Today, ask yourself, what can you do to make Dr. King’s dream a reality Perhaps help someone who needs help, or spread a message of acceptance rather than hatred or love someone who is hard to love. Too many people focus on what we want for ourselves instead of what we need for our society.

“I have the audacity to believe that peoples everywhere can have three meals a day for their bodies, education and culture for their minds, and dignity, equality, and freedom for their spirits. I believe that what self-centered men have torn down, other-centered men can build up.” -Dr. Martin Luther King Jr.

On Friday, I sat at a breakfast honoring the memory of Dr. King. Over 700 people felt it was important enough to gather together - to remember the Dream of Dr. King’s - because as long as we are killing each other on the streets, we will never reach the promised land that Dr. King hoped for African-Americans and, indeed, for all of us.

I have two children on the way. I thought about them today and it scared me that they are coming into a world where gang members kill each other over drugs and territory on a daily basis in our country. It scared me that I will have to be concerned about what color shirt they are wearing or what part of town they travel in. My children will be/are part African-American, part Latino, and part White. I want them to be proud of their heritage and judge others, as Dr. King said, “not by the color of their skin, but by the content of their character.” I want to teach them that love always conquers hate, that acceptance always trumps violence, and that being open-minded will always overcome ignorance.

Dr. King’s message starts with us. We can change the way we look at the world and perhaps leave it better than when we entered it - for our children.

Did you hear…

Brad Pitt and Jennifer Anniston broke up.

You’d think the world was ending or something.