This is why.

When we first found out that we were expecting baby three, David said, "I hope for Ava it's a girl." This is why. Ava LOVES Elle. She finds things around the house and wraps them up for Elle, she throws daily parties in her room for Elle, she is constantly holding or asking to hold her. Poor David has been booted from our bed in lieu of Ava who has to sleep where Elle sleeps. Last night, Ava told me, "Mom, it makes me cry how much I love Elle." Sisters are special, they are best friends wrapped up in always. I have three sisters and I wish I could have them around all the time.
Now I know that some of you might be saying "poor Tate. Left out in the cold from the love of Ava." To be honest, I think that he is a little relieved that at times the smother of a big sister who loves to the point of tears has fallen on someone else and frankly, after two years, who could blame him. They still play together and run and laugh and fall and at the end of the day, Ava snuggles Elle and I feel so lucky to have my first born so sweet.