One friend describes our home as "a cool museum". My son's college buddy said: "I like your house. It's cool ... it's not normal." Naturally, I took that as a compliment. If all this sounds sweet, if somewhat odd, then you'll enjoy the funny exchange I had with my son Zach last night around midnight.
Zach: (in panic-y voice, outside my bedroom door) The light's out in the fridge!
Me: Yeah I know.
Zach: I can't see anything! What happened to the light?
Me: I needed it for the lava light.
Zach: Whaaaat? But I can't see in the fridge!
My hubby: Zach go to bed.
Me: I'll get a fridge bulb in the morning.
(Sound of lights flicking on all over the kitchen and fridge door opening ... again)
Perfectly normal, right?