Won't You Be My Neighbor?

I was laying in bed thinking about some of Jaysen's quirks- we must be wonderful neighbors. At our old house, Jaysen had this thing with running around outside sans clothes. Was it an Autism thing with the sensory issues? Was it just a kid thing? I don't know, but he became known as "The Parkway Street Streaker" in our neighborhood.

In this house, our neighbors are probably thinking, "Why does that lady and her kid check the mailbox fifteen times a day?" While our mail carrier is more than likely wondering why there is one sign taped to the mailbox that says "videos", and another taped to the newspaper box that says "news".

Ahhh...the quirk factor.

Last evening, we had a big storm. As we walked down the puddle-filled driveway to check the mail for the umpteenth time, Jaysen looked down and said, "Oooh Mommy, you have on socks." Then proudly added, "I have on feet."

Yep- my soppy socks were no match for my laughter.