(Don't worry if you don't know the term--I didn't either until I looked it up a minute ago. It's basically the same thing as a prophet or foreteller).
Apparently, this might be one of Andrew's new specialties. At lunch, I told him that I had two kids, and he responded that three would be better.
"So how will we get another kid?" I asked, curious to see where his logic would take him. (One of my favorite things to do, incidentally, is to ask questions like this.)
"Oh, I think we can just go to Heaven and ask Heavenly Father to get us one."
"And when do you think we will get this baby?"
"In about ten months." Foretelling? Or just wishful thinking? I suppose we'll find out . . . Oh, and apparently, it's a girl.
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