Hubster has a Facebook friend, actually a friend from high school whom he hasn't be in touch with since high school.
Well, this Facebook friend has a psychic. She went to her psychic for a reading the other day. Here's what the psychic said, out of the blue:
"Who's Dan? He's going to have a baby girl."
(For those who don't know, Hubster's real name is Dan. But I only call him that if I'm really mad at him. Which is such a rare occasion that I'm surprised I even remember his name at all.)
So many people have been guessing what Scout's going to be. Some say they know, without a doubt, that Scout will be a boy. (How can you know that?) Others just know, without a doubt, that Scout will be a girl. There is brazen confidence on both sides.
I ought to set up a betting pool. One where I win, no matter what.