Elijah asked for some paper and a pen this morning to draw a picture of Mommy, so I gave it to him and let him do his thing. A few minutes later, he asked to show me the picture. Here's the conversation:
"Here's you Mom. Sitting on the stairs. See the stairs? There's your body and your eye."
"I see. Where's my head?"
"Right..." (draws head on top of REALLY TALL stick body, around my one eye) "....here."
"Much better. What about my hair?"
He drew some little squiggly lines on my little tiny head.
"Who's that?", me pointing to another picture next to me.
"That's Daddy. He's standing next to you."
"Oh. That's nice."
"Yep, and here's the baby in your belly."
"The what?"
"The baby in your belly. Right here Mom," pointing to the little tiny person.
He had drawn a baby in my belly! My MIL said maybe he was a prophet, like the biblical Elijah. I don't know, maybe I'm just thinking it's cool because we've been trying to get pregnant now for over two years with no luck, and someone (forgive me for not being able to remember who) said they thought maybe February would be my month to get pregnant.. and well, I guess I'm just biased over the whole thing.. I just thought it was pretty cool.
