Wednesday, September 16, 2009

Zozy

For most of my pregnancy, Jed emphatically declared that the baby would be a sister. When I was 7 or 8 months along, one evening we sat at lunch. Jed, tired before an imminent nap time, crumpled his face and started to cry. I asked him what was wrong.

"Mom," he said, "I need my Zozy."

"What do you mean, Jed?"

"I need my Zozy, I need my baby sister."

Funny, because we always, always referred to the baby as "Baby Z." But he knew all along it was his Zozy.

4 comments:

Jan said...

Such a cute story. I love by grandchildren!

morgansbydesign said...

Haha, apparently that is what I called myself!!!!!!!!!!!

Tysha said...

That's adorable. Someone told us that siblings have an uncanny ability to guess correctly. Sawyer is only 15 months old...he doesn't know the difference between a boy and a girl...but when we asked him, for fun, if he would have a brother or sister, boy or girl...she smiled and giggled and shouted "GRRL!" every single time.

Guess what? He was right! Aspen Jane is on her way!!!

Rachael said...

You know, I think it amazing how intuitive children are. I think it's a sign that their spirits are so in tune to Heavenly Father and life in general. What a touching story!