We just had our ultrasound for the 3rd trimester (I love ultrasounds) and we found out the Murrow’s going to be a huge baby (Love family genes). The estimate is that he weights 6 pounds…while the average is around 4 and a half to 5 and a half pounds. Possibly we should rethink his name…instead of naming him after Edward R. Murrow….maybe we should name him after Floyd “Pork Chop” Womack, the Seahawk’s offensive lineman.

Not really a theme song, but for some reason when I hear Chamillionaire’s Ridin’ I’m always imagining Murrow humming it to himself when he wets a diaper. 

They see me rollin
They hatin
Patrolling they tryin to catch me ridin dirty

Sung to the tune of New Age Girl, by Dead Eye Dick. 

Murry Mo, he eats vegetarians
(Murry Mo, Murry Mo)
He’s my little fish baby
He swims in my aquarium
(Murry Mo, Murry Mo)

Murrow’s first set of glamour shots (feather boa not shown).  Technically, this was his second photo shoot, but his first one was showing him without any arms and legs, and with a cheesy western-themed backdrop.  His sincere hope is that those pictures were lost and burned…but will almost undoubtedly come back to haunt him if he plans on running for public office.