A Trip to the Beach

This weekend, X went to the beach.




His family can be pretty boring at the beach. Especially when they have the new issue of Buffy Season 8. (Best. Comic. EVAR.)



Mama got a new bikini for the occasion. (Mommy thinks she married a hottie.)


X got to swim in a pool for the first time! He really liked it.




Then he went to his first funeral: his moms and uncle buried their kitty, Vodka, who died a year ago.



Then he came home. He likes the beach. He's going back next weekend.

He can dance if he wants to.

It's official. Willa's a he.



And he likes kicking himself in the head. My mother suggested the Simpson Gene. Our donor had hair, though.

At 22 weeks, he weighed 1 pound, 2 ounces. And his legs were measuring two weeks ahead of date. Ha!

While we could keep calling him Willa, we've started calling him by his outside name, and it would be nice to be consistent. So, for Intarwebs purposes, he'll be called X.

No, we won't tell you what it stands for. But, well, you know us. Guess.