I have moments when I will admit to being slightly obscure and random. I am sure that most of the time no one on this planet has any clue of what it is that I am talking about even more so when it is something that has to do with the inner ramblings of what goes on in my house.
Take for example a conversation that I had with Forrest years ago. I don't remember what we were talking about or what we were doing (but in the back of my head I have a feeling as if Jeopardy was involved) but I know that what ever he had spewed from him mouth was wrong. And not just a little wrong, but BIG wrong (again, I am thinking Jeopardy as we are highly competitive when it comes to that show) causing me to look at him, and with a straight face proclaim "You are wrong! Wrong like the Nazi's WRONG!" I have no idea where that came from or why I said it, but we both laughed and it became a "thing" around our house when ever someone was wrong about something. Yes, I know...to the outside world that may seem stupid, but to us, (and we still say it to each other) it was funny!
Flash forward a few years, and to Cooper. Unlike his brother, the kid did not say a whole lot when he was younger. There was even a brief stint with the speech therapist as a result of this, but now the kid wont shut up-so it has worked out. But when he was little, he was more of a grunting to communicate kinda guy. One night I was tucking him into bed, leaned down to say goodnight and told him that I loved him. He just looked at me for a moment, pointed his finger to my eye and in a voice that was too deep for his 3 year old self said "Eyeball". That was all he said. Turned over and went to sleep.
So in re-telling the story to Forrest, we started to use the word EYEBALL in the place of I love you. Again-strange, but if you know me and my family-it works on so many levels!
To those of you out in the world that I adore, I say to you all "EYEBALL!"