So, the official word is in. I’m kicking myself for not writing down the ultrasound technician’s name. If she is wrong, she owes me some money for the suffering I have and will have to endure. After the appointment, I came home from work and found pink clothes all over the house. I thought, “It’s starting!”
Truthfully though, I couldn’t be happier. Every day, I think about what she is going to be like. I already know she will be stubborn. And, I have to admit that, she will probably be daddy’s little girl. What can I say, I’m going to be a dad. What girl isn’t daddy’s little girl?
Here is a shot: 
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Besides that, nothing much is new. Just enjoying the fact that I am going to be a dad!
Oh yeah, her name… Angelica June. My little angle… I can already hear her saying, “But why daddy, I’m your little angle.”
