babies raze they had this thing that was supposed to show you what your baby would look like. kind of like an age-progressed photograph bent all out of shape. for a small fee they'd take a picture of you and one of your partner, feed it into a computer program, and based on your combined features you'd get the algorithm's best guess at what your kid would look like. he thought the whole idea was pretty dumb. she thought it was cute. "come on honey," she said. "it'll be fun." so they took his picture, and they took her picture, and they gave them a computer printout. she stared at the image of this tiny human being who didn't exist, who didn't look like him or her, who was real enough on paper but somehow not right, with a face that looked like it hadn't yet learned what emotion was and might never learn even to imitate a smile or a scowl. she didn't say anything for the rest of the night. that was probably the beginning of the end of them right there. 181010 what's it to you? who go blather from