Little Bird's friend

Today was the big day. News of all news. Would Guy be right? Or would my Turkish friend be right? Or as Labugga put it, would Bird be a chicken or a rooster?

I conceded to Guy several weeks ago. He is annoyingly right a large percentage of the time. Guy said boy, so I started to accept boy.

Don't get me wrong, either one was totally okay by me. Baby. That is all I wanted it to be. I did, however, particularly like the girl name we had picked out.

I will have to save that name though for the next one. Unless of course I want for my son to get the crap kicked out of him daily at school for having a girl name. Which I don't.

We're going blue, folks.

Bird is a boy.