CDO

I have no idea how the conversation with my co-worker rolled around to this, but it uncovered a deep seated memory.  When I was 8 or 9 years old my parents would always split a grapefruit between them for breakfast.  I was awake before they got up one morning and decided to surprise them by doing it for them.  Except... I didn't cut the grapefruit evenly.  Rather than cutting it in half I managed to cut it into 1/3 and 2/3.  So I did what anyone would do.  I threw it away by the side of the house!  ( I believe I was worried that they would see it if I threw it in the trash!)  My mom found it a few days later and pondered about why there was a grapefruit next to the house.  Of course I said "I don't know."

The moral of this story:  My OCD apparently started early and I've always been a horrible liar!

Genetics?!

I may not share a single chromosome with my daughter, but I swear there are some genetics at work here! We were getting ready to walk out of the house the other day and Cadence glanced at the "shoe rug". She noticed that one of the shoes wasn't on the rug, so she deviated from her path out the door to go back and put the shoe on the rug. As she turned and started to head back out she noticed that one shoe was on it's side. Again, stopped in her tracks to place the shoe right side up! Call it Type A, anal retentive, OCD... whatever it is, she IS my daughter!









They have to be "just right"!













And the girl likes to clean too! Can't wait til she can handle a vacuum!