That’s right folks. We’re having a BOY this time around! Here’s how we found out…
Luker and I had planned to find out on Valentine’s Day but not right at our appt with the ultrasound tech. We wanted to do something special and have just the two of us find out together. The Doc knew we didn’t want to know right away, so she put a little card in an envelope for us to open later…
It took every ounce of willpower for me to not open it while Luke went back to work.
That night for Valentine’s Dinner, Luke got reservations at Frasca, arguably the best restaurant in Boulder. I didn’t know where we were going, so it was all a surprise. When we got there, we told our waiter that we had this envelope and we wanted him to take it and open it in the back. If it said “girl” we wanted him to bring Luker a shot of tequila. If it said “boy” we told him to bring scotch in honor of Luke’s Grandpa. He laughed and took the envelope to the back and proceeded to tell the entire wait staff who all stared at us, smiled and laughed.
Luke kept trying to say all these really romantic things to me and I swear I heard not one word. I was so freaking nervous/excited to see him bring out the damn shot. Ten minutes, which felt like 20 hours, passed and he walked out with the shot. Bartenders, waiters and managers all looked on. The glass was a dark golden color. I was sure it was a girl and I was psyched about it. We both were.
He placed the shot in front of Luker and without a sniff, Luke slammed it. I waited and waited for him to say something. The waiter stood at our table waiting.
“Tequila!” Luke said proudly, “we’re having a GIRL!”
We started to hug and get all excited and the waiter was like: “It’s Belvedere (something-or-other).” Luke and I nodded our heads.
“Thanks.”
“You said scotch for a boy, right?” Now the waiter was worried. Had he screwed up? “It’s like the best scotch we have.” He opened the card in front of us to prove that yes, it said BOY.
And what Luke thought was tequila was some top shelf scotch. Nice.
I started crying due to the shock of it all and we both felt ridiculous because of our lack of alcohol recognition skillz. Hadn’t our training in high school taught us anything? At that point, everyone in the restaurant was looking at us and smiling and coming over to congratulate us. Quite a moment.
TWO MAIN TAKE AWAYS:
- We’re having a BOY!
- We need to start drinking more.
