....what was I thinking....?

I had to get a key cut the other day, so off I went to Canadian Tire. As I looked through the options for key styles, I noticed the section of "novelty" keys. There were different patterns on them, Canadian flags, and even some with pictures of this or that.

Having Plava on my hip, I thought, "What a neat idea to get something that she would like!"

So I bought this.


As I was leaving the store, I was hit with one thought. "I just bought a key with a picture of a cat on it. What the heck has happened to me?"

I was struck by how so much of my thinking, planning and moment to moment choices are based on Plava. Isn't it funny how life shifts like that when you have a kid? I used to think that I didn't want it to happen when I had a baby, but the truth is, it's natural, and actually enjoyable. I'm happy to take her into consideration in most things. And I'm certainly happy to buy a ridiculous looking key for her happiness.

Dorky? Yup. Nerdy? You bet. Embarrassed? Not a bit.

And so you aren't left wondering, she loves it.