Today, assuming our fetus is an exhibitionist like its mother, we'll find out if we have to start saving for her wedding or for the bail we'll have to post when he tries to shoot himself out of a cannon while trespassing on private property. Stay tuned. And feel free to place bets. The prize is the smug feeling you'll have knowing you correctly identified a baby's genitalia without even looking. Which is priceless, really.