Fruit of the Womb

Partly because my SiL suggested it (so you can blame her), and partly because I don't have anything better to post today (unless you want more recipes), I'm going to tell you a little story. When I first started doing postal letterboxes, one of the first rings that I organized was "Pranks Parents Play". The premise was that everyone create boxes based on tricks parents play on children (okay, lies they tell, if you insist). I created two boxes, the first of which was Watermelon Seeds. You all know how that particular fib goes: "If you eat a watermelon seed, a watermelon will grow in your belly." The stamp was later planted as a traditional and only recently retired. However, that box is rooted in history of a more personal nature.
Being the evil parents that we are, we took the Prank one step farther. What follows is the story, and what might be perhaps a little too much information for some. Consider yourselves forewarned.

The night before I was scheduled for a Cesarean section with my second child, things got a little goofy around our house. After what went wrong with our first daughter (which you may read about Here), it is only natural that we were a bit nervous and on the punchy side. In an effort at encouragement, the discussion turned to how "The fruit of the womb is His reward", and before you knew it, the giggling started and out came the non-toxic paints.

Since I could only see the top half of my protruding abdomen, hubby gamely played along and matched the bottom half surprisingly well. If you knew him, his dublicity would be even more surprising.
Of course, our then 3 yo couldn't quite wrap her brain around what she was seeing.
The intention was to show up at the hospital the next morning and give my OB a surprise he wouldn't soon forget. But my stretched and sensitive skin started itching and I opted to wash it off. It makes a great scrapbook page though.
The moral of the story? Buy Seedless Watermelons.