So we’re not pregnant. Boo. Maria tested and came up negative on Wednesday but we didn’t know for sure until she got her period yesterday.

That was supposed to say “loving memories” but I was auto-corrected. Durn iPhone…

No worries, though. We’ll just try again in about two weeks. Of course, it would have made a better story to tell their child: “We found out you were coming on the eve of one of the greatest storms to ever hit New York.” Oh well!

In the meantime, I will have to have a pep talk with my spermatozoa:

Get your tail in motion you lazy little bastards! Find that egg and crack it! Get to work! Move it move it move it! If Bruce Willis can do it, so can you!

An instructional film: