OK. I know that life with this kid is going to be . . . different. I get it -- he's on a different journey, different wavelength, different perspective etc. But you know what? Sometimes I just get a wave of feeling like, "My kid is so weird!"
For example, Josh likes to nibble on books, just the corners. When he's bored sitting on the toilet, he's been known to chew on a big wad of toilet paper. Strange, right? Recently, he's been throwing up, randomly. I know, in my mother's heart, that he isn't sick. He just throws up and seems fine afterward. He's also quite constipated.
Tonight, he and his dad were coming home early from a family picnic at our local park. He clearly has to go to the bathroom so they go straight to the bathroom. As they walk in, before Alex can do anything, Josh puts his hands down the back of his pants and pulls out (among other stuff) a long piece of videotape. I am not kidding you. It's a miracle that this boy is not dead. I mean, is the body really able to deal with stuff like this?
When I get home, Alex tells me this story and I'm just floored.
Seriously? My kid eats (and poops) video tape. Thomas the tank engine, specifically. I know because Alex recently found a destroyed VHS tape cassette thing and threw it away. Stranger still, Josh has been obsessed with asking to watch the Thomas video. It's taking everything in me to not say to him, "No, buddy, you can't watch Thomas BECAUSE YOU ATE IT!"
OK. Take deep breath, Susan. Life is strange and gross and unbelievable sometimes. Life with Josh is especially so.