She did it again, friends....
No, she didn't eat dog poop.
No, she didn't eat an acorn.
No, she didn't eat toilet paper (although she tries to all.the.time).
This had, lets say, much more value to it.
A lot more.
For Isabella's birthday she received a birthday check from her Great Grandpa.
My Grandpa who is fighting lung cancer.
My Grandpa that remembered her birthday amidst all he is battling right now.
I cried when I saw he sent her a card.
I cried more when I saw that he had sent her a check.
I called him to thank him.
Isabella told him "tutu" which is her way of saying thank you.
Fast forward to Wednesday morning.
I saw the check on the table. Leo was supposed to take it to base to deposit in our savings account that we have there.
I rolled my eyes at his forgetfulness (I swear the man forgets something almost every single day. Today? He forgot his phone....'nuff said).
I was sitting at the kitchen table on the laptop. I was getting annoyed with our internet provider....I could barely get on the internet yesterday.
Isabella was playing with some books by me. No biggie.
After I was done even trying to connect to the internet I went and got her clothes. I was singing to the music on the radio. The sun was filtering into our kitchen.
I got a wave of "todayisgoingtobeagreatdayicanjustfeelit" over me.
Then I saw something on the floor.
The birthday check. My old wave disappeared and got replaced with "holy$&!&shejustatepartofherbirthdaycheck!!!"
I called my mom in somewhat of a panic. She-in between cracking up-told me to just call Grandpa--he'll get a kick out of it.
I called him. He did get a kick from it. He laughed reminding me we were just talking about how now that she is a walker she'll eat more and more things.
Which is oh so true.....
On the plus side?
She is getting a new check. In tact. With no teethmarks and no missing pieces.
The other thing?
At least I didn't have to call poison control this time....