The Belly Game: A Rematch

Geometry finally worked in Frank’s favor. I am now the belly loser. It took 38 weeks of pregnancy but I now have a belly bigger than my husband’s. I think I’ve got an inch on him (Although it still appears that I am at least 22 inches bigger. Maybe it's because he's sucking in. No fair.)

Since Frank is a “glass-half-full” kinda guy, he sees this as a sign that he can change his ritual to “Five Beer Friday.”