At 5 weeks and 6 days pregnant, I threw up for the first time this morning. I bet you wanted to know that, huh? My hurling woke Dan up. He was sympathetic, but not sympathetic enough to get out of bed.
Julia: I want to see how big my baby is.
Dan: Our baby.
Julia: My baby. How do you know it's yours?
Dan: Aw, Julia.
Julia: Well, I know it's mine. How do you know it's yours?
Dan: If the baby comes out black or Chinese, we're going to have problems.