A1 has had a hard time accepting that the baby is a boy. She really, really wanted another little girl. Today, we were talking and I watched as she fully understood it.
She went running to A2 (who has been praying morning, noon and night since we told the children we were having a baby, for a baby brother), tackled her in a hug and said, "A2...God answered your prayers! The baby is a boy! Isn't God so good?"
I love it that she didn't start crying about God not answering her prayers, but instead rejoiced with others whose prayers HAD been answered the way they wanted!
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