I stared at that picture for a good two minutes before I realized what it was. Then my eyes jumped out of my head and I had to pick them up off the desk before the cats grabbed them and hid under the bed again. Dust bunnies and kitty spit are not good for my eyes.
Following that brief experience with eye-trauma I had to open the thread to make sure it was you and your wife-to-be, rather than jeer trying to kill a rabbit. Or some random whore. Or a specific whore. Or anyone with a whip and a cheese grater.
The worst thing I ever heard someone say in response to being told about a pregnancy was "Congratulations boy, you plugged the hole. We didn't think you had it in you." I'm tempted to come up with something worse than that but a) It would only be humorous for shock value and b) I'm sure it would come back to haunt me later.
So, with that said: Congratulations. Kris and I wish you well, and we're sure the two of you are going to be better than average parents. Much better than average.
Dont let him or her play with matches until they're at least four.
I just realized as I was bringing this matter to Linda's attention, who also had missed it completely, that I left the comment to this entry in the wrong place, so I just wanted to say here, CONGRATULATIONS! And also, HOLY SHIT!