Precious Things Comes in Threes

Back in the day when your only communication was through a phone, which was tied to the wall, and only talking to one person at a time, we announced the gender of all our children through this means of communication.  Only one of our six did we know in advance what we were expecting on delivery day.  That was our fifth and all four children were in the room the day the sonogram announced brother number four.  The first four were disappointed it wasn't twins.  Nicole had wanted a sister and the boys another brother.  In the end Nicole has enjoyed being the ONLY girl.

As our third child was born my husband had a creative way of announcing his arrival.  Each phone call from my hospital room was started with the theme song from My Three Sons.  Without a word, the family member or friend could guess that the Wright family had a third son.

As the gender of our third grand child was announced to me through modern day text, I called...not texted, the soon-to-be grand daddy with this announcement.

I NEED MY FARM!  THESE GRANDSONS ARE GOING TO NEED

A PLACE TO ROAM!

Then in Lucy style I told him go sell whatever body part needed to buy it.  (Please laugh, he knows I am joking)

So the Wright family will be welcoming two grandsons in the fall months to play with Joshua, grandson number 1!  Uncle Ben is thrilled.

Now let's talk about the lack of pink around here.

I have had four boys...the pink girl didn't wear pink, she played softball..and now THREE Grandsons.

I hope you can hear my excitement............BOYS!  God must have made me a woman for boys.

Now let's also say, my farm can do pink.  She can come and learn to sew, cook, garden, read, draw, paint and of course, dance.  There will always be room at my farm for little girls.

As for my grandsons...well, they can come help Grand Mommy plow the back forty!