I look down to see the sweetest little face looking u at me as she moved her tiny hand in small circles just below my navel. "Tell me you have a baby in there," she said as she continued her small circles.
I was a taken aback, but happily told her, "Yes, there is a baby in there."
"Do you know if it is a boy or a girl?" her hand never stopping.
"No," I smiled down at her, "I don't know if it is a boy or girl yet." The equally tiny girl next to her in line began to rub my belly in unison with her.
"Do you want a girl?" the original inquisitor asked, both staring up at me.
"I wouldn't mind having either a boy or a girl."
"You want a girl," she assured me. "I am very good at hair and I would like to do her hair." The second child nodded her head, then both stopped rubbing and followed their teachers into the museum. And that was that. The five-year-olds have spoken.
Had those girls been old women in the grocery store, as I feared this occasion would be, I may have froze up or ran as fast as I could manage. I had a smile for the rest of the day.
So here it is, my first BUMP photo...
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