Not Weird . . . Unique

Dear Son,

Let it never be said that you don't have your own . . . flare. We all have our little idiosyncrasies, and these things are to be welcomed, ushered in, and nurtured . . . they are, after all, part of our very personalities.

So this is the thing:

Many children have security blankets. If not that - then perhaps a special toy or stuffed animal they can't do without. They take it to bed, drag it around the house, take it to church and to the supermarket. Again, no big deal - it's a natural source of comfort for a child, and often a welcome relief for the parent.

You, my dear - [not unlike your mother might I add] - seem to have already developed a knack for the . . . hmmm . . . lets say unusual. You, sweet one - do not have a "security blanket." Nor do you have a binkie, blankie, wubbie, special friend or any of the above.

YOU?

You have a security hairdryer.

Thats right folks. You read it here first. I invite you to please for a moment imagine the looks we get from other Mommies as I stroll through Target - you in the front of the cart - purple hairdryer in tow . . . complete with large with diffuser attached to the end (cause you know Mama's hair tends to frizz.)

Yeah . . . whatever works.
Pictures to follow.

Update: So there you are - before church last Sunday . . . if you look carefully - you'll see the beloved - peeking from behind.