My wife and I are celebrating the birth of grandchild number six – the first girl after five boys. We love her big brother and her four cousins, of course (some of them can read by now, so they’d notice if I didn’t mention that), and they all seem to agree with the grown-ups that there’s something special about finally having a girl in the family. The baby arrived on what would have been my late mother’s 91st birthday, a coincidence that we find not actually significant, but heart-warming to the max.
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