The joy of the 4th percentile

My birth control pills, which I have been taking since I was 16 (minus the 9 months or so with the twins) are said to be 96% effective. Needless to say, my husband is strutting around because he is now in that ever-elusive 4th percent of guys. Which also, needless to say, means we'll have another member joining this dysfunctional family this coming winter. His super sperm have no limits, apparently. Happy happy. Joy joy. Cry with us? Rejoice with us? I'll let you know.