On Tues night, around 8:15pm, my resolve caved.
Me: Okay, let's just do the 3D ultrasound and find out the sex.
Me: ???? What? I thought you were dying to find out? I thought you were annoyed that I wanted to keep it a surprise?
Hubs: We decided to keep it a surprise, so that's what we're doing. Anyways - isn't it too late to do it?
Me: It's ALMOST too late. The ideal time is before 26 weeks, but we could still do it.
Me: (whining like a 5 year child at this point) But why??? I've changed my mind - I thought you'd be happy.
Hubs: You convinced me a surprise would be fun. Don't be so convincing next time.
And so... hrrrrumph.