We kept the gender for both of our babies a surprise, but whenever anyone would ask if we know what we’re having I would always think and sometimes answer “probably an engineer”.  It’s strong on the Bolhouse line (both parents, all us sisters, the husband, the fiance, the boyfriend…) and with Tim carrying his recessive gene, it’s inevitable. The jury is still out on Hazel, but Miles has proven he is thoroughbred.  He believes everything can be fixed with tape: the ice maker, the stroller, a plant stem he was not supposed to pick.  Here he is, ready for action: