Boy, Oh, Boy

20 weeks is here so quickly!  I can't believe we're at the halfway point to meeting our next baby!
We went in for the scan assuming we were finding out what the sex of the baby was.  Only thing was that I was having misgivings about finding out, I hadn't yet talked with Nate about it.
So we had the technician write it down on a piece of paper so we could discuss and have the option of finding out...or not!
We didn't find out with Harper, I wasn't yearning to know, and do like a surprise.  Nate was ready to know.  All day long he'd been looking forward to it...but he was willing to wait until we got home.
We decide since we can't Skype with both sets of grandparents at once, to share the information with ourselves and then make our respective phone calls.
Nate unravels the post-it, and hands it to Harper, all of 19 months, who usually picks a letter at random and decides that all letters are called by that name..."O", "R", "P", "D" and "B" are her favorites...ok...the only ones she has down as of yet.  What I'm getting at is that "G" has not made an apperance either as a letter or as the consonant the starts words.  She refuses to say "giraffe", her attempts at "Grandma" all skip right over the first letter.  We knew we setting her up for failure asking her to reveal whether she would be getting a baby brother or sister for her 2nd birthday.
Nate asked her, "What does it say?  Boy? or Girl?"  I followed suit, "Is there a B?  or a G?"  She very authoritatively said, "B."  Then she spiked the post-it down on the table and looked at us as if to say, "Next."  We both held our breath, looked over at the post-it and indeed "b o y" was written.  
I shrieked, he laughed.  I don't think either of us could tell which was more amazing...that we were having a boy or that our 19 month old just told us what we were having.  WAY better than a stranger.
We're pretty ecstatic.  Of course, it would have been sweet to have another girl, but to be blessed with one of each is pretty spectacular.
And our baby boy looks like he's doing great.  Everything checked out with the best possible prognosis. Hopefully the 2nd half of the pregnancy will skate along as well as the 1st half.  I have to say, I'm blessed, pregnancy becomes me and I enjoy it tremendously.  Especially feeling the kicks...the absolute best part.
Here's a re-inactment of the reveal...and a sneak peak in 4D of our baby boy.

Three things that prove Harper is advanced ;)

Within the last 24 hours, Harper has done the following:
Pulled the trash drawer open, thrown away the peel from the banana that she was eating, closed the drawer, looked up at me and said, "All done!"
Hugged her dad goodnight, patted him on the shoulder, reached for her mom and said, "goodnight, daddy," as she gave him a gentle but knowing shove towards the door, indicating he could go now.
Pointed to a very pregnant woman's baby bump and said, "baby! Baby! Baby!" And no, I have not yet sat her down to explain the birds and bees. Yet somehow she knew I was pregnant before I did. And she knows how it grows without explanation. Very intuitive.
Color me impressed.