All babies are boys unless proven otherwise. I can tell, because even when I used to dress the Sweet Pea in pink overalls people would ask me how old "he" was.
So you see, this baby has on a little white shirt with grey hearts and a pink butterfly. Yep, she's definitely a boy. Because...grey pants.
But you know what automatically changes any baby suddenly into a girl? Frilly pink head things. So when I put on this sunhat, she's magically a girl:
The Guy doesn't like it when I put frilly head things on the baby, but I still do it anyway sometimes.
Because when she's dressed like this:
In other news, all the warning labels are right: the baby's safety device tried to kill me. We got one of those kind of baby monitors that tells you if they stop breathing. The problem is, we get a false alarm or two now and again. Needless to say the first couple of false alarms sent me careening towards the crib, heedless of things in my way. Such as the baby swing. I won't show a picture because...I only rush for the camera when one of the CHILDREN is injured. But, so much for the safety devices keeping us safe.
So that's it from around here - the baby is a girl and her baby paraphernalia, previously happy to just endanger the baby, now has it in for the adults too.