Is this what they feel like when they graduate?

It is official, Reginald no longer looks like a toad. He/she has matured/grown/evolved/metamorphosed from frog to human. Don't believe me? Check the pictures. As a result, we have decided that in classic Native American tradition, Reginald deserves a much more adult name. Thus he/she shall henceforth be referred to as Gerald until further notice. Gerry for the boys, Geraldine for the girls. Our second appointment for an ultrasound was today and near as they can tell from what they could see is that Gerald is healthy and active. Growth is about standard, lots of movement and jumping around inside of Janette, and who knows why it matters, but the skin on the back of his neck is an appropriate thickness. What a strange measure of health for a little baby fetus. No official blood test have been done yet, but to this point there is a good feeling about it. And we of course are more and more excited every day. On a independent note, over the Labor day weekend, we took advantage of an invitiation to go jet skiing at Lake McConaughey in Nebraska. I won't go into much detail, but after a frustrating five hour drive, we actually ended up about 160 miles away at Curt Gowdy State Park half way between Laramie and Cheyenne Wyoming. Why is this significant? No real reason other than to point out that when it comes to camping there is no substitute for dutch ovens. And also to note that there is something magical about towing your wife behind a jet ski on an innertube at forty miles an hour. The screams of "SLOW DOWN!!!!!" and "AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!" are quite literally intoxicating. Although I could not get Janette to fly off, I think I was the winner of the day, getting her to let go after just a few minutes of riding. We are posting the video in hopes that someone will find it as fun as we (I) did. We feel that this was a day of maturation for Janette, similar to that of Geralds day today. I am so proud of my wife and my unborn thing.