Wednesday, June 1, 2011

A New Use For Epsom Salts

There was a bag of Epsom Salts on the counter in the bathroom, and Zane spied it.

He picked it up.

He carried it around.

He sat it next to him on the couch while he watched a movie.

When it was time for bed, he carried it upstairs with him.

It was next to him when he fell asleep.

Larry and I thought this might be a passing fancy, and so I moved the bag.

He would forget about it, I thought. He would find something else when he woke up. He's a kid, after all. Kids are known for short attention spans when it comes to play toys.

I was wrong.

Zane woke up the next morning, got out of bed, and went downstairs.

A minute later, he was back, still rubbing the sleep from his eyes.

"Where's the blue----?" he mumbled. I knew immediately what he was referring to.

"Do you mean your bag of salt?" I asked, just in case I was wrong. I wasn't.

Zane nodded, because he was yawning.

I sighed, then went and got his bag of Epsom Salt. He happily carried it downstairs, and sat it next to him while he ate breakfast. Later, he had to bring it with him in the car. He wanted to bring it with him to daycare. I looked at Larry, who shook his head.

"Zane, if you bring the bag of salt, all the other kids will want to play with it. Do you want to share your bag of salt?" I asked, knowing the answer would be 'no'. Zane chose to leave his new BFF in the car and he and I went into the daycare. When I got back in the car, Larry shook his head again.

The only thing that we could come up with to explain this current infatuation is that the salt bag is heavy and sounds different.

"This has got to be the weirdest thing ever," he said, as we left the parking lot.

I told my husband that he had probably just doomed us both with that statement.

3 comments:

  1. My son developed affinity to similar objects but unlike other kids he never grew out of it so we ended up hiding them or secretly throwing them away.

    They were getting in the way of his development (because he's spend so many hours with them).

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  2. Hummm, we've not experienced this. I dare say there could be worse things he'd get attached to....

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  3. And here I thought all Epsom salts were good for is soaking horse feet...
    Oh yeah and I gave you an award on my blog!

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