When we found out that we were expecting, my wife's brother Travis immediately and confidently declared that his mojo was working at full power and that he could be certain that we were expecting a girl. Anyone could make such a claim and be half right. Travis, however, has faithfully demonstrated his committment to his prognostication by calling my wife every night since his declaration with at least one candidate name for our soon to be identified baby girl. As public recognition of his insistence, persistence, and profound correctness, I dedicated this blog entry to him.
Travis was right... We are expecting a Baby Girl.