my little leftie.

lane's a leftie all the way. some of his leftie personality traits come from the fact that he's left handed, and he's just wired to work that way. other traits come genetically. his papa's a number lover. a thinker. an organizer. a practical type of person.

i know these things, and there's some things about lane that will always be no matter how much time he spends with me.

when his friends started drawing those little stick people that little people draw, and all mamas must love, i waited for lane's to arrive. i couldn't wait to hang them all over my home and put them away in his baby book.

months passed, and as many times as i drew his friends, with appropriate hair, outfits and something symbolizing who each was, lane kept on drawing his favorite thing to draw: maps.

he draws maps indicating intricate (in his mind) roads, maps of dixie speedway, maps of monster jam tracks and maps of the zoo, gardens and some of the other places we visit. he always very patiently, and enthusiastically, explains each map to me.

and as much as i hate maps and can't read one to save my life, i'm awfully proud of those maps.

this map, the one above, is now proudly hanging in lane's room. i'm not sure what kind of map it is, but when he was done drawing it, he pointed to the bottom corner and told me, "see, mama, see this person."

i did, and my heart skipped a beat. his first stick figure.

he then went on to tell me, "mama, this person is in the bottom of my map because he's telling everyone where to go."

lane certainly is my little leftie.

he comes by it honest.