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My mom called tonight. Heather had an ultrasound today and it's a boy!!! Woo hoo!!! I'm gonna have a nephew!!! I'm so excited I can't stand it. My parents are just ecstatic. Everyone was wanting a little boy. Especially my parents because they already have my girls so they want a grandson. Now they are going to get one.


I've tried to figure out what to get him and I figgered it out tonight. Every payday I'm going to go get him something from Leap Pad. There are some really cool things in that line. I found a totally cool Baby Einstein musical thingy to put on the baby carrier which is a must buy. I'll start buying things for Heather also through out the months. Everyone always forgets the mama. So I'm going to make her a basket of spa type things. I have 5 months so it should come along really nicely.




Now if I can only find a sewing machine. I have all the pieces for a quilt for my little man but no machine to put them together. Need to start perusing the classifieds and yard sales will be starting up soon. :) Nothing will be too good for my little man...:)



He is gonna love his Aunt Tracey and I'm gonna be the coolest Aunt...well in his eyes I will be. LOL He is going to think his Aunt Tracey is all that and a bag of chips. Of course he will be my main reason for going to California now. Shhhh...don't tell my parents. ;)

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