Well, the Missus had a pregnancy check-up this morning and the Dr. said "Uh-Oh". The same thing is happening now as when our son was born. She's diallated before going into labor. What's this mean? As soon as she even suspects a labor pain, we'd better have a leg over the saddle. Hospital is five minutes away, good thing.

We know it's a litle girl (unless ultrasounds can be fooled) and we've chosen the name Alexandra Shea. Then we'll mess it up by adding our last name, Garlich. Good name, bad sound in a lasses monicker.