What was that all about?

Tonight my wonderful husband took the two oldest kids to a friend's house for a meeting we go to every week. Our friends have an 18 month old son who is always there. Boos plays with the boy just like she does every child but The Chabbles is terrified of him! Now, when I say terrified, that is exactly what I mean. He screams whenever the boy comes near and, even after the boy goes down into the basement to play, The Chabbles sits upstairs rocking in a rocking chair and covering his ears. To make things even stranger, the second The Chabbles leaves their home, he talks about the boy as if they were best friends.

Am I missing something here?!? I know that The Chabbles is only 3 and rational, adult thought patterns can not be applied to him. The only thing I can think of is that the first time he met the boy, the boy let out an ear piercing scream for one reason or another (18 month olds have a bad habit of doing that) and that scared The Chabbles who is not fond of loud noises. Could Chabs still be holding a "grudge"? He hears screaming all day long and he doesn't react that way; what is different about this boy? Maybe it's just a ploy to get us to leave our friend's home?

This really baffles me. I've tried asking him why he is so afraid of this little boy, but I get nowhere. Have you ever heard of or dealt with something like this?

Grand Opening!

Well, I've finally done it. I have pushed passed the intimidation, struggled through the seemingly endless jargon, and at long last landed here in my very own blog. Dishes remain dirty and laundry remains unfolded but praise God, I've entered the blogosphere!

This blog is a long time coming. Just the fact that it broke through the ridiculously strong red tape of my psyche is reason enough to break out the bubbly. Not to mention the repeated interruptions and constant grunt work which is the day to day of the SAHM (stay at home mom) who birthed three children in as many years. *Insert exhausted, yet contented sigh here.* After years of treading water while more important matters were at the helm, my love of writing has once again emerged. A little soggy maybe, but responsive, nonetheless.

Fortunately, life these days does not leave me short of stories to tell or lessons learned. Whether it's recounting the crazy and funny moments of an ordinary day or relaying useful knowledge that helps make my life a little easier, it all has a home here. Thanks to you for reading this far. Now, if you'll excuse me, I hear a glass of red calling..... :-)