A normal child cuddles a teddy bear in bed.
My child is sleeping with a bicycle lock snuggled up next to him.
A normal child eats ice cream.
My child sits on my back while I am napping and feeds ice cream to my hair. (Yes, I was THAT TIRED. It happened and I slept through it. I couldn’t figure out why I smelled like “Pirate Booty” ice cream when I woke up…)
A normal child is sometimes afraid of strangers.
My child is so terrified by a person who spooked her by a door once three months ago, she will close her eyes to “hide” from him if he is ever in the same building as her. (Talk about an over-reaction! She kept her eyes closed so long when hiding today, she fell asleep on me.)
A normal child isn’t hard to parent.
My children are fun. 🙂 (Can I get an “Amen” from the parents of the fun kids?!)