Gid heard a story relayed to me at church about a little girl who asked her now baby-unable mom for a sister. When the mom said she couldn't have babies anymore the stubborn girl said, "Fine. If you won't give me one I'll ask God." The girl continued to insist God was going to give her a sister. On the girl's birthday the mom found out she was pregnant again. They waited a few months to tell the girl, trying to prepare her that it could be a brother. The girl, "No. I told you. It's the sister God promised me." Of course they found out it was a girl to which the little girl wasn't the least surprised. Now as teenagers whenever the girls argue the mom simply tells the older she got exactly what she'd asked God for. Anyway, Gid heard this story and when the gals left he turned to me, "Mom, that's not at all how it worked for me. I asked for a sister and got another brother." Then, conspiratorily he leaned closer and whispered, "This time I'm going to ask for a brother and I'll get the sister."
Posted by lynnp at January 6, 2009 12:00 PM
In case there's any confusion: No I am not pregnant again. It's just a cutesie picture to go with the story.