Liza had another doctor’s appointment today. Actually, the appointment wasn’t actually with a doctor, but a nurse. She performed an ultrasound. The purpose of which, amongst other things, was to discover the gender of our child. Well, Baby Kinsley really wasn’t interested in being photographed. There was a lot of movement away from the ultrasound machine and Baby kept squeezing its legs together.
And that’s a good thing. ‘Cause we finally found out she’s a girl. And that’s going to be a good discipline for her to have developed, especially with the rising statistics of teenage sexual activity, but that’s for another time.
So, we’re having a daughter.
Her name is Story. Story Reese Kinsley.
And, oh, what a Story she is.
I’ll have more to come.
Oh… and I’m back, by the way.
Believe it.
