When my siblings and I were young, our mother would occasionally become frustrated with one of my sisters. Sooner or later, Mom would end a discussion with a daughter (or both daughters) by saying, “I hope all of your children are girls!” She said the words like she was casting a curse.
Well, it didn’t work. Actually, my youngest sister Autumn is now the mother of three boys (and no girls). And when Jenelle and I went to the ultrasound clinic this past week to learn the gender of our twin babies (due in May), I realized that Mom had been “cursing” the wrong children all along.
