the jellyball family blog

The other day after we had a poutine, the baby was doing cartwheels all night. Similarly, last night Luc was watching the weekend's big UFC event (for those who don't follow it - Ultimate Fighting Championship - a bunch of half naked guys fighting in an octogon-shaped cage), the baby appeared to be cheering from inside the womb.

This ain't no scientific experiment, but at least we know the baby has inherited our genes. :-) Never mind that this probably means I'll be giving birth to a beer guzzling, UFC-watching, poutine-eating Meatball.