Random Thought 1: A couple of weeks ago, I noticed Colton kept rubbing at his head and would cry for about 30 seconds before moving on. I was really freaked out about it, and even thought about taking him to the doctor (I have a terrible tendency to immediately mind jump to the worst possible scenario...in this case, that my sweet toddler had a brain tumor...and then fixate on that instead of the more likely possibilities like a headache, or bump, or just nothing). Instead, we just got started with our day and I figured I would monitor him. As we ran errands and played and stuff, I didn't notice him doing it as much. And then right before naptime, my little boy sneezed, and out of his nose came a bonafide, full-length spaghetti noodle (we had spaghetti the night before). Ever since, I have been utterly perplexed as to how said noodle made it up his nose to begin with. I sit right next to him and Josh is across from him at dinner time, so I can't believe we would have missed him shoving it up his nose. But, really, how else would a noodle have gotten up there? (by the way, insights would be greatly appreciated) Needless to say, once the noodle was out, there were no more problems with his head!
Chipper finally eating his treat...7 hours later |
Random Thought 3: I've said my most random for last, so be warned. Is it just me or do you all ever see people/things on the street and then dwell on the circumstances behind them? Case in point: a couple of weeks ago I was driving through our neighborhood and spotted a random man pulling a suitcase down the street. Not that it matters, but this is definitely not a normal sighting in our neighborhood and from what I could gather, he did not appear to be homeless or anything of that nature. As I proceeded to leave the neighborhood and turn on to the main street, the man also crossed the street. He started full out sprinting to a 7-11 on the corner. As I proceeded to go about my day (and the next few weeks), my mind has brainstormed all kinds of stories as to where this man was going/why he was carrying a suitcase/why he was walking and not driving...did he need to get to the airport and somehow had no ride/cell phone, was he leaving his wife and sneaking out with just one suitcase, was he visiting family and just got so sick of it that he had to leave? I mean, the possibilities are endless, and unfortunately, I will never know what was up with this man. It is amazing to me how many times my thoughts have returned to this totally random sighting and dwelled on it! I half-wish I had just stopped in that 7-11 with him! Please tell me someone else out there does this too? Josh thinks I am absolutely insane for giving these strangers' actions (I do it often...that was just one example) even a moment's thought!
I laughed out loud at the spaghetti noodle! It's so funny/interesting/scary what kiddos will put up their noses haha.
ReplyDeleteI also wonder about random people on the street, so you're not alone on that one! :)