My in-law's first was a boy.
Joe's first was a boy.
Jay's first was a boy.
I even dreamt it was a boy.
"IT'S A GIRL!"
"See? It's a girl!"
"Umm...are you sure?"
"Yes. Right there."
"Really? Are you postitive?"
"Yes, in fact, let's try from a different angle...see? Still a girl."
So here were my next thoughts:
I wouldn't feel comfortable dressing a boy in this...
...and I probably couldn't watch and enjoy this with a boy...
...or watch this...
...And last, I probably couldn't play with one of these...
...or one of these with a boy...
I'm going to get used to this girl very, very quickly. :)