Friday, September 12, 2008

Dori's Third Son

We are presently being endowed with playing with and keeping her 3rd son (our grandson) for a couple of days. It has been a hoot!

However, he came with his older brother's Batman glove, minus the sound device. It hasn't been off his hand, even when he goes to bed at night.

Last night I lay down with him for a few minutes while he fell asleep. I could see "the glove" (it's not a hand anymore) stuck straight up to the ceiling. I could see it with the ambient light through the windows. Even after he was breathing deeply, "the glove" was still straight up, fingers spread apart (to keep it on since it is too large for him.) It would slowly fall toward me and then would spring straight up again with fingers spread apart as if it had a life of its own. Ada (his grandpa) slept with him and finally took "the glove" off because he thought it kept waking him up.

Today, it's about 11:30 am, it came to me that there was a new slightly sour smell in my house that I could not find. Then my precious little 2-year-old grandson came to me with "the glove" because it had fallen off and he wanted help putting it back on. There was the odor, only personified 100% because it had found air and now it was permeating the house. The inside of the glove is bad enough, but then I smelled of his hand. I told him to smell his glove and hand and he couldn't stand it. But, by gosh, it's back on his hand and will be when he gets back to his Mom's. She can deal with it. I only worry it might have grown to his hand by then.