Occasionally I do dumb things. Actually I do dumb things fairly often but I’m referring to the really dumb, embarrassing things like looking for my keys when they are in my hand, or searching for my sunglasses that are on my head. When it happens I get nervous that I am either getting old or the sleep deprivation is finally causing my brain to eat itself. I have good news though. B had one of these moments the other day too! I say it’s good news because it must mean that it’s not getting old or sleep deprivation, but maybe it’s bad news because it means my 2 year old’s brain is already eating itself for some other reason? I’m going to conclude it’s just normal and everyone has these brain farts.
B has these two monkey/binky things, technically called Wubbanubs. In our house they are called Marcus and Other Marcus. Or sometimes, in a pinch, B will refer to them as “Meh” and “Other Meh” as that is what he called them before he could pronounce their real names. These two monkeys are absolute must haves. Do not leave home without them EVER. In fact that is why we have Other Marcus. At first there was one and we knew we had to have a spare. Then he found the spare and was never satisfied with just one again. He keeps one in his mouth and one on his finger at all times and switches them off when the one in his mouth gets too warm. (Really he will tell you he is switching because the other one is cooler, weird kid.)
Anyways, the other morning I was already out of bed and B starts whining in his sleep, “Other Meh! Other Meh!” I raced back to the bedroom knowing if I solved the quandary immediately he would go right back to sleep. When I got there I saw he had one in his mouth and one on his finger. Hmm. He seemed happy with the finger Meh but was flailing his other hand around searching. I kept telling him there was one in his mouth but he didn’t seem to care. Finally I took the one out of his mouth and put it in his desperate hand. He calmed right down and put it back in his mouth. So yes, he woke himself up looking for the binky that was in his mouth. It’s not just me.