Especially if they grow up to look like this fine specimen:
Yep, it's true. Harriet is out and Quinn isn't even upset about it (and neither am I ;). So now it's back to the drawing board for a name. So far we haven't had any help from Quinn or Max. Except that yesterday Zach and I made a big long list of names that we both liked and then read them to the boys and had them repeat all the names back to us. That didn't help since each name sounded so cute I wanted to cry.
At least I can start sewing now. :)
p.s. Was that vague? It's a boy.