Is it really odd that I absolutely adore the little evidences-of-himself my son leaves all over the house, even when I have just cleaned it?
Is it really odd that I totally don't care that any drawer or cupboard within Jimmy's reach is not nor ever will be in perfect organized condition (not that the cupboards out of his reach are... ahem. I never claimed to be a perfect housekeeper!) and I kind of actually think it's cute?
Is it really odd that I--the one who used to think childrens' toys belong only in playrooms or nurseries--think his little car wash is absolutely adorable and goes quite nicely in the family/living/man cave room??
Is it really odd that I purposefully leave his footwear on the rug just because it looks so stinking CUTE??
I do know that it is NOT really odd that I adore being his mommy....... Who wouldn't??