Leonard enters the apartment. He heads to his room, and finds Sheldon in it with a measuring tape.

"Sheldon, what are you doing?"

"I am planning."

"Planning what?"

"You have to move."

"Excuse me?"

"I am giving you ample notice. You have to move. It should be an easy transition for you, your wife lives right across the hall."

"Where is this coming from?"

"I have been doing some reading."

"Some? Sheldon you have read a mountain of books in the last week."

"I just want to be prepared."

"You only found out last week."

"I think that in order to be fully committed to this process I need to prepare the space."

"For what?"

"My progeny."

"I think that you need to slow your roll. Amy is still in her first trimester. I don't think you should be creating a nursery just yet."

"I know I have to give you time to process, and pack your belongings."

"Sheldon do you really think that Amy is going to allow you to bring her newborn child here for any length of time, without supervision?"

"Are you suggesting that she won't trust me with the infant on my own?"

"Would you?"

"I am trying to get prepared. By the time Charlie is here, I will have read all of the pertinent literature on how to be a good parent."

"Charlie? Who is Charlie?"

"It is what I am calling my progeny."

"Sheldon you are delusional."

"Why would you say that?"

"Amy has not agreed to any of this, first of all."

"Second of all?"

"You can't learn how to be a good parent from a book."

"What do you suggest?"

"Maybe you should conduct your own research."

"What do you propose?"

"Try going to the park, and see how parents interact with their children, but don't be creepy, and don't touch any children."

"Can I take notes?"

"No pictures."

"Leonard my head is spinning. How am I supposed to gather all of this information by the time Charlie arrives?"

"Has Amy agreed to that name?"

"She'll come around to it."

"Why don't you wait to build a nursery until Amy is ready to start telling people about the pregnancy?"

"Why are you always so cautious?"

"You are confusing caution with being rational."

"Leonard, I have to admit, this is scary."

"I know."


He sits on the park bench watching the parents, and nannies interact with their children. The first few days he took notes. Now he watches, feeling completely mesmerized. A boy he's come to identify as Luke races down the slide, his dad waits for him at the end. The toddler shrieks gleefully as he reaches the bottom. Sheldon can't help but smile. He doesn't hear footsteps approaching. He does hear someone clear their throat. He looks up, and finds Amy.

"Is this seat taken?"

"Nope."

"What are you doing here?"

"Trying not to be a creep," he answers, as he looks at her. Her growing bump is hidden beneath a sweater.

She takes a seat, "You're watching children?"

"Originally it was for scientific purposes, now I come just to see if Roberto is ever going to be able to climb up that slide."

"There are stairs."

"No, Roberto tries to climb up the slide."

"Don't his parents try to stop him?"

"Every single time."

"Has he succeeded yet?"

"I believe he will soon. He is quite observant. He nearly made it yesterday."

"I'm ready," she tells him.

"For what?"

"To start telling people."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes. I have waited as long as I can. I can't contain my excitement anymore."

"I thought that you wanted to wait until we find out the gender."

"Sheldon, I want it to be a surprise."

"I hate surprises."

"Too bad," she sets limits.

"It is up to you. You are the one who is gestating the progeny."

"Would you call it something other than the progeny?"

"I have suggested Charlie, and that has been shot down on numerous occasions."

"I am fourteen weeks along, and you have suggested the name over two hundred times. Pick a different name. What if it's a girl?"

He looks at her in horror, "I hadn't considered that. I just assumed it would be male."

"You should not assume."

"Which is why we should find out at the anatomy scan," he argues.

"We are not finding out. Pick a different name," she suggests.

"What are your thoughts?"

"Madeline."

"What if it is a boy? I think that if it is a boy I should get to choose the name."

"I'll tell you what, if it is not a boy you can choose the name."

"I have no female names."

"Then I guess we will call her Madeline."

"What if it is a boy?"

"Sebastian."

"Yuck. That is a terrible name."

"It was my grandfather's name."

"Obviously, your great grandparents had terrible tastes."

"Your mother named you Sheldon."

"We should tell her first."

"We are not together, and I have to tell my mother. You're on your own telling your mother."