My husband's family swore up and down when they married their three boys off that their offspring would produce nothing but males. I heard it too many times to count. Fast forward ten years later. The ratio of boy grandkids to girls is 1 to 4. Hello Karma! Those four girls have Papa Dale wrapped so tightly around their fingers that I'm pretty sure he would don a tiara and a tutu just to make them smile. It's a sad, but very sweet, state of affairs.
It is for the sake of my poor son, surrounded on all sides by girls, that I welcome the newest (and yet-to-be-born) member of the Hale clan, a bouncing testosterone-producin' baby boy. Congrats Ben, Stacie and Kaylin!