ONE MORE DAY!!
“Ah. Well, I hate to break it to you, but he looks pretty new. I’d say a few weeks at most.”
“How can you tell?” He tips his chin down, his neck scrunching up as he angles to get a look at the baby’s face.
“His size. The fuzzy hair on his head.”
“Wait.” The horrified look on Easton’s face would be funny if he wasn’t holding a child neither of us knows anything about. “How do we know it’s a boy?”
“Huh.” I eye them. “Well, I assumed he’s a he because he’s dressed in blue.”
“Sexist.”
“Definitely.”
“Should we look?”
“And wake him or her up?”
“Right. Okay, so we’re going with boy. For now.” He lowers his mouth to whisper against the baby’s head. “Sorry if you’re a girl, sweetie.”