Think Pink

Before I get to the sweet, funny story I'll give you as much of an update as I have. I have only spoken with Amy once, briefly on the phone, since the ultrasound. She was doing a little traveling. We are trying to find a day when we can have her over for dinner so she and Michael can meet. Our home study has been moved back to January because of scheduling conflicts with our social worker's surgery. No worries though, as long as we are approved before our little Lairdlette is born we'll be just fine. Now on to the story.

Before we knew about Amy and our baby girl, Michael kept saying he wanted a boy (I don't know too many expectant fathers who don't). We had picked out nice unisex paint and fabric to decorate the nursery - green and brown, like mint chocolate chip ice cream :) So, Michael's mom came up and painted the nursery. While she was busy making one wall brown and three walls green, Michael decided that we needed pink - and in a big way! First he suggested that we paint one wall pink and when I wrinkled my nose he suggested the ceiling! I was adamantly instructed that now that we knew we were having a girl this room needed pink. I finally convinced him that pink stripes would do the job. Then on to recovering the crib bumper that was given to us - he doesn't care how I do it as long as there's pink. He did a warp speed jump from being scared of having a girl to becoming an interior decorator who's favorite color is pink :) I love it and I love him and think he's so cute and sweet. (He adores it when I describe him with those adjectives.)