As I was writing my dolphin birth post last Friday, I enlisted my girls' help looking for a little stone dolphin figurine I wanted to include a photo of. My brother-in-law had brought it back from a trip to South America for me, remembering that I was a fan of dolphins. I often find it among their toys, so I assumed they might know where it was. They didn't know, but I explained to them (4 and 6 years old) as we searched that I was writing something about how dolphins have babies. How other dolphins circle around the mommy dolphin to keep her and her new baby safe. Then, later that night, we told Daddy about it on our way to the store.
I forgot about those conversations until Saturday evening when I walked into the playroom to tell the girls it was almost time for dinner. As I turned to leave the room, something in their conversation made me pause and walk over to see what they were drawing. And I found this in front of my 6-year-old...
"I love it!" I told her. "I'm definitely keeping this one!"
Oh, and I finally found the stone dolphin on Saturday. It was hiding in one of their play purses in their dress-up closet.