It's a girl!

It's a good thing...we don't even own a burp cloth that's not pink, let alone an actual blanket, bath towel or onesie that isn't totally girlie! We're so excited. Corey was convinced he was seeing a boy at one point during the ultrasound. When we (the technician and I) asked him to point to the proof, the technician shot him a look and said, "that's a femur!" Good grief.

Here's a picture of the little peanut...she's already practicing her yoga! Thought you'd like that, Grandma Lala!