That's right. All hope of ever having a Cristmas morning filled with train sets and action heroes has been squashed after today's ultrasound. Come December, I will be the father of two girls. It's all Easy Bake Ovens and Barbie Dream Houses from here on out.
Ultrasound Tech: It's a girl.
Me: You're sure?
Me: Okay, looks like we're gonna have two girls.
Bobbi: I think he kinda wanted a boy.
Tech: Well, it's his fault.
Me: How's that?
Tech: You decide the sex.
Me: Well, I don't know how it is in your house but in our house Bobbi pretty much decides the sex.
Tech: No, I mean the sperm decided the sex of the baby, the egg has nothing to do with it.