Spouse Shows Shocking Signs of "Nesting"

Witness the exchange in the Ugly Juice household this week:

Ugly Juice: Do we have any plans for labor day weekend?

Spouse: I was thinking we could clean the attic.

UJ: Uhhh, I had something a little more exciting in mind.

Spouse: Clean the attic AND the basement?

UJ: [perplexed] I was thinking we should invite ourselves up to Amy's cabin.

Spouse: Ermmmmm... I would rather clean the attic. We need to get this place ready for baby.

UJ: [Chews lower lip, speechless]

This man appears to be the same man I married seven years ago. He looks and walks the same, he still makes me laugh til I cry, he still refuses to break down his cereal boxes. And yet I am reminded of the situation in this lovely book I am reading, Atmospheric Disturbances, by Rivka Galchen, in which a man comes home to find that his wife has disappeared, leaving behind a woman who looks, talks, and behaves exactly like her--or almost exactly like her--and even audaciously claims to be her. Everyone else is fooled by this imposter, but our hero knows better and embarks on a search for his disappeared wifey. I will be keeping a very close eye on this simulacrum (delightful new word I learned while reading aforementioned book) but I certainly won't complain about his enthusiasm for cleaning the attic.

Meanwhile, I have tallied up your votes on the baby gender poll. Thirty-one of you voted, 19 for girl, 12 for boy. Roughly 2:1 odds. Stay tuned for the results, posted tomorrow!

(p.s. I should reveal here that I personally have had boy feelings throughout the pregnancy, although a few weeks ago, Greta and I almost simultaneously had dreams that it was a girl. Which naturally made me superstitious. This was the only baby dream I've had.)