
It's the unofficial official name. The boys and I came up with it at lunch. They were pretending they were cookies and frosting. I said where are the sprinkles? So it evolved that they were both cookies, I was the frosting, and Baby was the sprinkles--and Daddy Scott would be the one to eat us because we were so yummy. So from here on out (until birth) Baby will now be called "Sprinkle."Sara--because Jimmie is just not right. ;-) And you can tell that to all of those Pennsylvanians.