With today's notice about potential advanced baking time, it occurs to me that we have no idea what we're going to name this poor kid. We have a short list we've been keeping, but none of the names scream, "That's my kid!" (Diana vetoed Javier, so it was back to the drawing board.)
This troubles me. He's going to be a very real and present human being, and our offspring, in a matter of weeks.
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