Really, this isn't about to be the Knobbleknees blog. As a matter of fact, I am kind of tired of referencing her in every blog entry. She's a treehugger, for cryin' out loud. But she keeps hanging around. (Backstory: My brother, Mr. Uncie fell into internet love with Knobbleknees, who was born and brewed on Long Island. After the requisite 27 minute courtship, they got married. This past winter, they moved to a western-Chicago suburb.)
This is actually a kinda-good story. Recently, after a 21st century spawning ritual, she was diognosed as being saddled with twins. Although she named them differently on her blog (and hasn't fixed it, yet) the family has named them Red Fish and Blue Fish. However, in a subsequent sonogram, the tech found little Silverfish hiding in the background. The fear is that Silverfish is too behind in development, and may just end up being absorbed into her body.
Until then, however, I am pulling for Silverfish. I've even come up with my own Cheer....
Rah rah ree - Kick 'em in the knee
Rah rah rass - Kick 'em in the other knee