It's Official, I look pregnant

I ran into Miss Mary yesterday on my way home from work.  She waved hello and waited for me to get out of the car.  As I stood up she clasped her hands over her mouth and yelled "Oh Lord, she's havin' a baby!"  She then jumped up and down on the sidewalk and did what I can only describe as a happy dance.  At the end of her dance, I smiled and confirmed that I was indeed having a baby.  She tossed her hands in the air and proclaimed "you havin' a baby for your dogs to play with!" About the time she got the sentence out of her mouth Ann started howling in the backyard.  Jason and I often speculated the our neighbors think of us as "the crazy dog people."  I think Miss Mary backed this up.  Most of our neighbors don't know our names but the do know Ann's.  This is combination of us yelling at her, her escape attempts and her howling at them. Idle chit-chat with anyone on our block always start with "How is Ann?"  It seems fitting that Miss Mary would assume that our primary reason for bringing a child into the world would be companionship for our pups.

Miss Mary rounded out the conversation with a string of sentences that I couldn't understand.  As she started up the street, toward her apartment, she turned around and asked "What you haven' ?"  I told her it was a boy.  She replied "Boys are better anyway! Oooh, I am gonna to get you a gift for your baby boy.  Yes, I am. A nice gift.  I love you now!"  And off she went sauntering up the road in her long wig, a t-shirt, capri pants, tube socks and high heels.  I can't wait to see what she will give us.