Transfomed

Since I’ve started blogging, my perspective on our daily lives and events has transformed (a.k.a. become twisted) a bit. Apparently, I’m not the only one changed by it. . .

I was pretending to not notice J as he was “sneaking up” on me to tickle. His sneaking methods are unpolished at best. It’s a good thing for J that the human species doesn’t rely upon ambushing prey for its survival. After the third or fourth time, I attempted to tickle him back. Unfortunately, when I reached out in his direction, he slipped during all the excitement and smacked his head on the coffee table.

This, of course, resulted in a bump on the noggin, crying, screaming, and pain. After an ice pack and some snuggle time, he finally calmed down.

This is when he announced, “Mom, you need to put this on the blog.”