21 months of being a mother should be long enough for me to learn about expecting the unexpected. Yet, there are still days, like today that something totally unexpected happens.
Each morning, Aaron and I sit outside in the garden to watch the birds and any other animals or insects that come by. This week, Aaron got interested in some of the pebbles we have and has been picking them up, looking them over, lining them up and just carrying them around.
Today, while he was with the pebbles, I went to fix up the earth in one of my pots. When I turned around, I saw Aaron sitting there, concentrating hard on LICKING THE PEBBLE! I probably over reacted with a loud, high pitched 'NO' but it was just so unthinkable an action at that moment. Why did he have to lick that incredibly dirty and germ filled pebble??
The worse was yet to come. When I took a look at the other lined up pebbles, they were WET! Guess who has been tasting them all?
I had calmed down by then and tried to talk reasonably and rationally to this toddler about why he must not lick his pebbles. In return, I got an intent yet confused stare back from him. In the end, I just said 'No Licking' and put all the pebbles back where they belong. He didn't protest that too much. I guess they weren't all that tasty.
I wonder what unexpected act of curiosity I should expect next?