Everything looks good so far. The spine was present, we saw some things that the nurse assured us were thigh bones, and I was able to pick out that his heart has four chambers, so that's all good.
Cyndi's doing fairly well. Her stomach's still not as stable as it used to be, but she's able to eat things now and she's looking more and more beautiful every day (ask Grandma Durney, she even said so at Thanksgiving).
I'm very lucky to have such a great wife and we're both very excited. The name we're leaning towards right now is Michael Peter Day.
P.S. The title of this blog post is a reference to an old geico commercial.
Edit: He was doing a face plant and refused to roll over, so we couldn't get a shot of his face, but here is how we knew it's a boy (he's basically sitting on the camera):

