Can I have some?

welcome to my blog.

a place to post. a place to eat oreos. a place to vent. a place to heal.

i started this blog so i could use a different outlet besides munching on fattening oreos. as if that has done any good... *mind wanders to oreo package in the house...*

then i realized that oreos can be semi symbolic. if you are are that crazy about oreos that is. which... i am.

eating oreos is therapeutic for me. when i am struggling or when i need a pick me up. they have chocolate. and sugar. both of which help lift my mood. not to mention that i eat them soaked with milk, which is my miracle drink.

i post my posts to not only get stuff out. there may be people who read my blog who have been in the same kind of situations as i have. i hope reading them and knowing that others have gone through things like i have, will be to you what eating oreos does to me.


and yes. i didn't capitalize anything in here. i just felt like it. deal with it.


munch up.

Saturday, February 7, 2009

Imagination

Can be good or can be bad. Why bad you ask? Well... let's just say that it can run away with you and make you scared over nothing.

Today I woke up with a whimpering toddler. I went to console him and was slightly upset that he was like this because I was hoping to sleep in today. It was too late to put him back to sleep though, so I had to settle for it. After a while of crying/whimpering (I don't think he was actually shedding tears, but he sounded like he was crying) when he started to calm down a little I tried to get out of him what was wrong, this isn't really normal behavior for him.

All I could really get was that his closet door made a low sound. He likes to point out that he knows the difference between high sounds and low sounds. It is a common thing for him, so the low had to be included. After another little crying/whimpering fit he went on to talk about something that I had no idea what he was saying. It was pure babble. He moved my hand up to my mouth to demonstrate what he was talking about but I still didn't get it.

Anyway... so yeah. It is so cute to see him play with imagination... just wish it didn't affect his dreams.

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