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few days later, Mary<br />
Annette had a son. After<br />
that, we all looked at Nonna. Then<br />
we asked. We all looked at Nonna<br />
and said, OK, how about a dress<br />
now? Nonna<br />
abided. She sewed a miniature pink<br />
satin dress and gave it to Mary Anne,<br />
who was pregnant with her second<br />
baby. And the rest was like clockwork.<br />
Mary Anne had a girl. She sent Roseanne<br />
the dress. Roseanne had a girl.<br />
She sent Mary Annette the dress.<br />
Mary Annette had a girl, and then<br />
another girl.<br />
Nonna wasn’t directing this. But everyone<br />
knew where the power originated.<br />
Nonna was batting seven for<br />
seven.<br />
A few years passed. And then Nonna’s<br />
prediction powers reached a<br />
turning point.<br />
Because Mary Annette was the last<br />
one to have a boy and the last one<br />
to have a girl, which means she had<br />
possession of both the pants and the<br />
dress. So when Mary Annette’s sister-in-law<br />
announced that she was<br />
having a baby, it was up to Mary<br />
Annette alone to decide which one<br />
to send. The power to determine<br />
the sex of this woman’s baby was in<br />
Mary Annette’s hands. And<br />
I’m sitting in my family room getting<br />
the pants, getting the dress,<br />
getting the envelope ready with her<br />
address, her name and address, to<br />
send. And then sitting there looking<br />
at these two items, I said, I have<br />
a choice to make. And I don’t know<br />
how many times in and out that envelope<br />
went the dress or the pants,<br />
the dress or the pants, the dress or<br />
the pants.<br />
And I said, I can’t play God. I’m going<br />
to have to let her choose. So I put<br />
the dress and the pants in the envelope,<br />
mailed them to her. I<br />
called Mary Annette’s sister-in-law,<br />
Joanne. She vividly remembers tearing<br />
open the envelope, the pants<br />
falling onto her kitchen counter, the<br />
dress tumbling out right after it. A<br />
couple months later, the doctor told<br />
her she was having twins.<br />
Joanne waited until she delivered<br />
her twins to find out what sex they<br />
were. Though really, she knew all<br />
along.<br />
First<br />
Joanne<br />
HOME<br />
off, he says, you have a son. And he<br />
handed me the baby. And I was like,<br />
oh my God, my boy. I got my boy.<br />
And then I think they were only born<br />
one minute apart. He immediately<br />
then said, and you have a daughter.<br />
And it was just, of course.<br />
It wasn’t a surprise to me.<br />
And<br />
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