Jack ‘n Tracie

That’s what a co-worker said to me today. This is after I told him about talking to Cody’s bus driver. I had to run out with him to the bus to tell the bus driver that starting Monday he’ll be picked up somewhere else.. and Cody kept interrupting me:

Me to bus driver: Starting Monday Cody will be picked up at a new location…
Cody: yeah we’re moving to a new house and my room has skylights
Me: Yes Cody. Anyway so yeah we’ll be moving and..
Cody: we’re moving in only 4 more days (holds up his fingers to show 4)
Me: Yes, 4 days. On Monday Cody will be picked up at…
Cody: and my room is SO big you can throw a football in it!

… etc .. he would NOT stop interrupting me to tell the bus driver how cool our house is and how excited he is.

The comment that my co-worker wants a Cody cracked me up. (He doesn’t have kids nor does he plan to but he thinks Cody is a hoot.) So I tried to discourage him by telling him about some of Cody’s quirks. For example, he recently decided that our toothpaste tubes in both bathrooms don’t need caps. So he took them off and put them into hiding. Or about how he has an obsession with small things. Not just shiny things or cute things, anything small. Dice, nails, pennies, worms, bugs, broken crayons, paper clips. I find handfuls of these things in his pockets when I do laundry. Or I find them in the bottom of the washing machine or dryer. Yesterday it was a lot of fun cleaning the brown crayon that melted all over a full load of clothes in the dryer that I missed in one of Cody’s pockets. (Cleaning it off the dryer walls was a blast!!)

Cody’s obsession with carrying around small things follows him to school as well. And I often find wooden shapes, or plastic airplane shapes in his pocket that he’s carried home from school. I’ve talked to his teacher about it. Part of it is her fault because she noticed too that he likes to have something small in his hand so she allows it.

<Sidetrack> Have I mentioned how much I like Cody’s kindergarten teacher? For Valentine’s this year, she thought it’d be more fun for the kids to make one big valentine to give to one person in their class and even provided the materials for it. Such a difference from Casey’s psycho kindergarten teacher. </Sidetrack>

Anyway, I reminded my co-worker about the blueberry incident, too. He only laughed and said he still wanted a Cody. I don’t get it.