If you know me personally, you probably know what a horrendous secret-keeper I am. People in my life are accustomed to newly-invented holidays like... "Happy 3-days before Father's Day, Daniel!" I'm lucky if I can bite my tongue long enough to let them unwrap their gift without telling them what it is first.
So I pretty much ought to receive a trophy for keeping baby#2's gender a secret for FIVE WHOLE WEEKS before our big reveal for family this Christmas:
It pretty much maxed out my secret-keeping ability for the foreseeable future. At least, the 3 minutes following our reveal at the DuVal Sr's. That's how long it took me to drop the first name-bomb. OOPS.
Since then, It seems every time I open my mouth the name spills right out! So I'm officially foregoing all plans of a fun "guess the name!" game and putting myself out of my secret-spilling misery.
Without further ado... It is my sincere pleasure to announce this April we're welcoming to our family: