So the envelope containing our ultrasound results has remained untouched until this past Saturday. Jerry and I paid a visit to the Baby Gap to select two outfits...one for Baby Boy and one for Baby Girl. With both outfits in hand and a set of strict instructions that would make NASA's flight school seem like child's play, Jerry and I cornered the most competent looking sales associate. The conversation went as follows:
"Hi, we were hoping to get your help. We have our ultrasound results sealed in this envelope. We need you to open the envelope and package up what ever outfit corresponds to the results". She says, "What if I can't tell?". After some reassurance that she would not need to interpret the results, simply read the gender, Jerry and I tossed her some cash and left her with these final instructions:
We will be leaving, returning in fifteen minutes to collect our change and the box containing said outfit. Please reshelve the "other" outfit...and while you are at it, don't ask us any questions, don't talk, don't even look us in the eye...because if you do, we will read into every glance, every breath and know exactly what you are thinking. Thankfully, all went off without a hitch. Now we wait patiently until Saturday. Ella will open the wrapped box and reveal the secret. Let the countdown begin!
You are killing me here... what did she open?
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