
MANDY ~ The first time was the hardest, but I've had that happen to me so many times now that I can actually laugh and make a joke of it. Let's see ... I was asked by my landlord, my husband's priest, and the neighbourhood kid, more than once -- who wouldn't believe me when I said 'no', so I told him that I was Mrs. Clause and it was a requirement of the position to have a big belly!
It's gotten to the point now that DH pats me on the belly and says "So, whaddayathink ... is it a boy or a girl?" ... and we both laugh!
