Random Tuesday Thoughts: Weirdness

As I was typing the number 2 this week, I noticed the 2 key has the @ symbol on it. I must already know that, I thought, because I type @ all the time when I type email addresses. Has it just become so second nature that I don’t even think about holding the shift key and hitting the 2 when I want to type @?

After you look at certain words over and over, doesn’t it seem like they are spelled wrong when they are really spelled correctly? For example, weird. If you look at weird often enough, doesn’t the word weird itself look very weird?

Okay, so that’s not a unique thought. Unique, unique, unique…another word that looks like it’s spelled wrong if you look at it too long.

Emmy, my toddler, has an obsession with fruit chews. I only allow her to have two packets a day. Let’s face it, fruit chews have no fruit in them. Yes, I know I can buy the über-healthy 100% fruit juice fruit chews, but Emmy wants the box with Nemo on the front. Or Curious George.

So her addiction obsession means that I limit her fruit chew consumption. We’ll be in the car after she has already devoured her quota, and she’ll say, “more fru’ choo ‘morrow?” The first thing she tells me when she wakes up from her nap is “fru’ choo ‘morrow?” The concept of “tomorrow” hasn’t quite dawned on her yet. When she wakes up in the morning, instead of asking if she can have fruit chews today, she says, “fru’ choo ‘morrow?”

I’m reading The Time Traveler’s Wife, and I love the author’s last name: Niffenegger. That name came straight from Harry Potter. It just can’t be her real last name.

Want more random? Go see Keely over at The Un-Mom!

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Looking at the Sky on Friday: Storm over the Harbor

Every July, my extended family spends the week on Lake Michigan. It’s a tradition that goes back to when I was little. Spending the week on a beach is a great way to build family bonds, and our family is very close due to this yearly vacation. Now our kids have fun getting to know each other at “The Lake.”

Ed and I were able to have a date last year, when a couple of my cousin’s kids offered to babysit. As we were walking by the harbor after dinner, a storm blew in. Boats were pouring into the harbor, escaping the bad weather.

The lighthouse light was twirling.

We started walking, then started running, back to the car.

Just as we reached the parking lot, huge, fat drops of rain began to fall! We drove back to our rented house as sheets of rain fell from the sky. When we got back, Lily (then 3) was acting as though we had never left and was having a blast. Emmy (11 months) hadn’t let her babysitter put her down for a second. But she was happy as long as someone was holding her!

For more images of the sky, go visit Tisha at Crazy Working Mom.

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