Big news for HPM & Treebait

“Yep, we are thinking green.”

“HPM - Just learned my daughter's will be a girl.”

“Huh, what a coincidence.

As far as the "appendage" My mom asked about the accuracy of the ultrasound and I mentioned the lack thereof.

She said "Well, maybe it's just very small."

I told my mom that if indeed the ultrasound was wrong and it ends up being a boy make sure to NEVER EVER mention that again especially not around the child. Talk about a complex in the making.
LOL.”

“Way to go!!!!

Congrats!!!!

8)”

“You could name the child "Sue". Works for a girl, and if a boy, well "The Man in Black" said it all.

A Boy Named Sue
By: Shel Silverstein
Recorded by J.R. Cash on 2/24/69
Number one - Country Charts; Number two - Pop Charts


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My daddy left home when I was three
And he didn't leave much to ma and me
Just this old guitar and an empty bottle of booze.
Now, I don't blame him cause he run and hid
But the meanest thing that he ever did
Was before he left, he went and named me "Sue."

Well, he must o' thought that is quite a joke
And it got a lot of laughs from a' lots of folk,
It seems I had to fight my whole life through.
Some gal would giggle and I'd get red
And some guy'd laugh and I'd bust his head,
I tell ya, life ain't easy for a boy named "Sue."

Well, I grew up quick and I grew up mean,
My fist got hard and my wits got keen,
I'd roam from town to town to hide my shame.
But I made a vow to the moon and stars
That I'd search the honky-tonks and bars
And kill that man who gave me that awful name.

Well, it was Gatlinburg in mid-July
And I just hit town and my throat was dry,
I thought I'd stop and have myself a brew.
At an old saloon on a street of mud,
There at a table, dealing stud,
Sat the dirty, mangy dog that named me "Sue."

Well, I knew that snake was my own sweet dad
From a worn-out picture that my mother'd had,
And I knew that scar on his cheek and his evil eye.
He was big and bent and gray and old,
And I looked at him and my blood ran cold
And I said: "My name is 'Sue!' How do you do!
Now your gonna die!!"

Well, I hit him hard right between the eyes
And he went down, but to my surprise,
He come up with a knife and cut off a piece of my ear.
But I busted a chair right across his teeth
And we crashed through the wall and into the street
Kicking and a' gouging in the mud and the blood and the beer.

I tell ya, I've fought tougher men
But I really can't remember when,
He kicked like a mule and he bit like a crocodile.
I heard him laugh and then I heard him cuss,
He went for his gun and I pulled mine first,
He stood there lookin' at me and I saw him smile.

And he said: "Son, this world is rough
And if a man's gonna make it, he's gotta be tough
And I knew I wouldn't be there to help ya along.
So I give ya that name and I said goodbye
I knew you'd have to get tough or die
And it's the name that helped to make you strong."

He said: "Now you just fought one hell of a fight
And I know you hate me, and you got the right
To kill me now, and I wouldn't blame you if you do.
But ya ought to thank me, before I die,
For the gravel in ya guts and the spit in ya eye
Cause I'm the son-of-a-#&%!$ that named you "Sue.'"

I got all choked up and I threw down my gun
And I called him my pa, and he called me his son,
And I came away with a different point of view.
And I think about him, now and then,
Every time I try and every time I win,
And if I ever have a son, I think I'm gonna name him
Bill or George! Anything but Sue! I still hate that name!

”

“I'm down with the man in black.”

“Thats cool.

8)”

“Hey - congrats from my 3 girls and me!

I can use a diaper genie with one hand - Splash is an amateur. They are fine until the baby starts on solid food, especially meats. After that, they're only good for wet diapers - that's as graphic as I'll get, you'll learn.”

“Our problem with a diaper genie was that nobody wanted to change the bag when it got full.”

“If the diaper genie is as effective as the automated cat boxes, I'll pass, thank-you very much. Those boxes are an incredible mess.”

“exactly Pathman. every third day I came home to an overflowing Diaper Genie and a couple of diapers in the garbage can. Of course, I never noticed this until I was right there, full diaper in hand, meaning I either had to change it myself, right then, or just toss the diaper in the can.

We finally just got rid of the damn thing, and got used to the smell. It's not so bad unless you're feeding the kid iron-rich formula. Or when you start them on solids.”

“Okay, this is definitely my daughter. Got another ultrasound today. Doctor gave her a look-over, and pointed out her hand. My child, only 5 months old, then flipped off the doctor. I swear I had nothing to do with it! Now I do wish I'd brought in a video tape for my own copy. That's priceless.”

“That's too funny! Sauron kept insisting on mooning the doctor during his ultrasound. Also priceless ¦ ) .”

“That's the sort of story teens love to hear their parents recount around the campfire!”

“You're sure it wasn't that Vulcan thing...”

“Oh, definitely not the Vulcan thing. I watched those other fingers go down. Now I know I'm in trouble!”

“Starting that already? What will she be up to as a teen? =(8^0

Start praying now!”

“Yeah, I feel tired already.”

“You're next!

Hope all is going well for you two.”

“We can't wait.”

“HPM- When's the due date?”

“Is there a danger of a backpacking population explosion?”

“Hey HPM and Treebait -

Life is sure sweet these days, huh?

My grandbaby is almost 7 weeks and when he smiles at his "Nanny Tex" I just simply turn to jello..not the lime green jello type..just for the RECORD!!!

God Bless ya all three, when is Laurel's due date?

Hey Bog Coop - what's going on with your preggo life??

Good to hear from Y'all!!

Tex”

“Hey Nanny Tex! We are the proud owners of a three day old. Details are covered here.

Glad to hear all is well with you.”

“Where are the Big Daddy Coop's pictures of his newly sprung offspring!?”

“The date is September 5th or thereabouts. Ultrasound says she is perfect. But daddy already knew that. LOL.

Dunadan- Yes but we promise to raise them to follow LNT and do trail maintenance.”

“HPM - we need to start planning for the inaugural "Ocala National Forest Bring Your Daughter To The Trail Day."

I figure we have a little time...”

“Why not, those other folks brought their 6 month old.

He was 6 mo. wasn't he?”

“Yeah - he was a little tyke. I felt bad for making their dog bark and wakin' him up at about 7:00am.”

“Meant to tell you. Love the name Laurel. Named after one of my favorite trees.”

“Wonderful name, <GRIN>”

“Yep, you gots it. I love Mountain Laurel trees. Also known as Mountain Rose.

Got another sonogram Tuesday. Estimated weight at 2lb 4oz and still looks perfect thank God.

Just over two months to go and I'm trying to get the room ready.”

“2 lbs., 9 oz., actually. This little one kicks like a soccer player. Yesterday she kicked herself in a complete circle. Yikes!”

“heehee.. are you teaching her Espanol also?”

“Sure, why not?”

“Spanish is easy. Latin's a b!tch!”

“Only 2 1/2 weeks to go, more or less....


I still think she's part badger.”

“Any nesting going on yet? It's great to hear that all is going well.”

“Part badger?! You have no idea how bad it could be, lol.”

“"We don't need no stinking badgers!"

Kids are tough enough as it is.”

“Speaking of "nesting"...It reminds me of a story the teacher of our birthing class told. She was visiting a woman in one of her classes, and when she got out of the car, she noticed that the husband was in front of the house with a bucket and brush, cleaning the brick...


...Can't have that dirty brick on the outside of baby's house now, can we?


All I had to do was clear my stuff out of the nursery, strip the wallpaper, paint the lime-green walls with Kilz (I got really stoned on that stuff so it was worth it) strip the lead paint off of the floor molding and repaint it, the door, and all the other moldings and the ceiling.

I got off easy.”

“Hmmmmmm. Them badgers play great football.”

“She could be a badgerette.”

“Going to full term, eh? What, are you some kind of masochist? ; ) Congratulations. Hang in there, the last week is the worst. (and I do mean the worst!)”

“My kid cooperated and got the heck off of my lungs so I could breath the last week. The week before the last week was the worst for me. Oh how it sucked!”

“Yes, she is part badger! Trying to dig her way out of my right side. No nesting going on here. We've got the baby room mostly together. The rest of the house is just kludging along. THe cats know something is up, because of moving stuff around and buying the furniture et al. The baby's closet is still full of our camping/backpacking gear. I'll have to figure something out for all of that soon too.”

“Yes, you'll have to make space in the closet for the baby's camping gear, too.”

“Yeah, that kelty summit backpack is pretty big!”

“Skullcap is right Treebait. The last wk. will seem like torture. I think the hell that the end of a pregnancy becomes is god's way of making a woman willing, even excited, to face delivery.”