Child's play and political speeches

You may remember Harvey and Snortey, our resident super pigs. Evidently, there was a recently-held election. I found these speeches (written by Ethan) on a sheet of crumpled notebook paper upstairs in the playroom. Transcribed as written (spelling and punctuation).

Snortey:

It is an honor to be before you today. I will be honored if you pick me for President. I say that I should be president of the small club that we have formed and these are the reasons why. I am an expert in leading, I protect pigs, and I would like it if someone would get me a popsicle.

Harvey:

Hello pigs and piglets. It is a pleasant day to vote. Please pick me for president. And not because I want a popsicle. (pause for laughter) This is the real reason why. I am a good worker and I clean more than Snorty (blow raspbery at Snorty) and I am older and more mature. Please vote for me, Harvey.

I've got so much honey, the bees envy me...

19w2d

If you live far away, you haven't seen my burgeoning belly. Be excited with me that my hair is in a bun. A BUN!
 
Today was the exciting day when Mr. M met my o.b. and we had the big ultrasound that is supposed to reveal whether our growing baby is a boy or girl. It seemed at first that "the lemon baby" as it has been called by the boys was not going to cooperate; those legs were really close together! Eventually, though, our tech was able to determine that we are having a GIRL! We're thrilled! The boys are thrilled! Elizabeth is thrilled, although I'm not sure how much she really understands. We have been considering names, too.

Mr. M asked, when we were driving home, "Who wants to call the baby Emily Carmen?"

"MEEE!" called Elizabeth, raising her hand high.

"Who wants to call the baby Carmen Chantal?" was his next question.

"MEEEE!" was her answer.

"Who wants to call the baby Sasquatch?" was his final question.

Enthusiasm not diminishing one bit, her hand shot into the air. "MEEE!"