I've found myself humming the B-Sharp's greatest hit of late. My wife goes in for her ultrasound tomorrow. We should know the sex of our baby after it's over. I have two awesome daughters, Emily and Harper Lee, already so we naturally want a boy. If it turns out to be a third sister, it'll still be great. But I'm more apprehensive this time then I've ever been. The unkown will just drive me ape until tomorrow.
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