Random, odd occurrences today:
I woke up this morning to find my TV on, and a DVD of Space Chimps playing. I'm thinking the cat found the remote on my nightstand, but my son thinks either the cat or dog are actually secret agents like Perry the Platypus on Phineas and Ferb.
My son asked if I'd let him continue his crochet project after he finished his shower. His two favorite things: playing goalie in roller hockey, and crocheting. He's made about a bazillion crocheted necklaces, bracelets, headbands, and hacky sacks. So if you see me wearing an orange crocheted bracelet with matching headband, you'll know why.
My daughter came out of the bathroom saying, "Mom, there's something terribly, terribly wrong with the toilet, and I think it's my fault." Totally serious. Nothing that a mom with a plunger couldn't handle.
I think there may be a pattern here, but I can't quite piece it together yet.