earlier this week ilya, who is four, was looking at a picture of he and i that was taken when he was a little over a year old. he started asking me questions about being a baby, and where he was before that. i casually said, "in my tummy," to which he answered with a bewildered and somewhat skeptical expression, "i was in your TUMMY?" i said yes. he dropped it and we moved on to discussing astronauts.
a few days later we were sitting in his room, doing our preschool stuff, and out of nowhere he asked, "did i ruin your tummy when i came out?" to which i responded, "no, of course not." which isn't necessarily the truth, but there's no need to scar the kid even if he did scar me. ha.
well, apparently this has really been on his mind lately. today we were eating breakfast, and he was staring into his bowl of shredded wheat contemplatively. finally he looked at me, my stomach, then back at me and asked, "mom...did you eat me when i was in your tummy?" to which i responded with a garbled, "no, ilya," then had to flee the scene before i lost it.
later today we were trying to watch kingdom of heaven, which if you don't already know is about the crusaders. we sent the boys to play in their room, but xander came out and sat down next to me. we try to be really careful about what sorts of things we let them see, and the fighting scenes were a little too graphic for them, (and xander kept a running commentary: ooh! he killed him! oh there's fire! oh he killed them all!) so we stopped it. out of nowhere xander sits up bolt upright and yells, "i'm in the Lords army--yes sir!!"
sometimes it's just amazing the way little kids' minds work. and oftentimes, when it's not horribly embarrassing and inappropriate, it's just plain hilarious.