then, the other morning when i was changing him right after he got up, he was holding his ear so i asked him what he was doing. he said, "my ear hurts from all the people yelling. in the night people yelling. they're loud. there's noises.". ummm, what??! i am now beginning to believe that sixth sense was a true story.
and speaking of creep-sauce things, here's a little tale of my own experience. when mike went to hungary in september (which i never blogged about, did i? shame on me. he went to do carpentry work on the free methodist budapest ministry center) my mom came over to help out (which was very, very needed since both boys got horribly sick while i was single-parenting it - of course) and brought a book for her book-worm daughter to read, the pilot's wife. i read the blurb and saw that it was about a woman whose husband dies in a plane crash and decided i could not read about a husband dying in a plane crash when my husband was due to be flying in a few days because that would just be taboo or something. so my mom put it on my book shelf for me to read later. i had forgotten about the book until the other day when i noticed it and started reading it...and read it all day long. and then i turned on the news. and saw that there had been a plane crash! so the "miracle on hudson" plane crash happened on the day i read the book that i had refused to read when mike was going to be flying because i didn't want to "jinx" him. creepy, right? (i really
also, i really hate refilling soap dispensers. but i hate bar soap even more. so refill i will.