My sister is pregnant, which is a highly exciting part of life for uncles, aunts and cousins-to-be.  Because she’s so early in her pregnancy they don’t know what gender the baby will be and so my sister and brother-in-law have taken to calling the baby ‘Paco’ while they wait on the gender and then can call the baby several names that they have longer term attachment to [by several I mean they have names picked out, but it depends on the gender.  Get it?].

Yesterday morning Evie walked up to Jessica, lifted
up her shirt, pointed to her tummy and said, “I have a Paco, too!”

Lord, I pray Evie does not have a Paco, too.  Not just yet, at least.