So… about a month ago, mom decided it probably made sense to tell us about her growing belly. She kept telling us she couldn’t pick us up because she had something in her belly… and when we asked her what, she would chicken out and say, “food.” This wasn’t a lie (mom’s don’t lie), but it wasn’t the whole truth, we’ve come to find out.

So finally, at about 5 months pregnant, she told us the big news. We’re going to be big brothers. We’re still not sure what that means – and ask her to tell us the “story” about the baby over and over, but we’ve realized that she really likes it and thinks it’s cute when we say we want to kiss or rub her belly, so we keep doing it.

Here’s one of the first shots. Looks more like an alien than a baby if you ask me, but we are obsessed with planets right now, so I guess that’s ok.

Oh – and for the record, we don’t know if it’s a boy or a girl, but when Quinn is asked what he wants, he says, “a BABY,” (nice and diplomatic) and when Cooper is asked, he says, “a boy AND a girl.” Yeah, no thanks! Not again. Only one this time around. :)