Jordan and I decided to up the ante on the whole "babies playing with the angels" thing that parents sometimes offer up as they wait to get pregnant.
We've decided that our child (or children, we'd LOVE twins!) is actually in the middle of a game of Quidditch, a game so fierce that they cannot leave post to descend to Earth to be our child.
Yet, I should say. They cannot leave post yet to descend to Earth.
Someday this game will end, and we will get to meet this little winner of ours. Jordan is convinced that he/she is the seeker for the team.