





Alex just wrote a New York Times article about the increasing popularity gender reveal parties, where expectant couples invite friends and family over to witness the moment of finding out the baby's gender. You could cut a cake to reveal either pink or blue cake inside, or you could open a wrapped present and pull out either pink or blue baby pajamas. Or here's another idea: Brooke's friend took her family to a baseball game and bought either blue or pink cotton candy!
Would you have a gender reveal party? Have you ever been to one? Do you secretly hope for either a boy or a girl? (I did!)
P.S. The day we discovered Toby's gender, and his teeny sonogram.
(Photos by Gabe for Celine)