Waiter, there's an elephant in my...

popcorn??? So yesterday I'm sitting filling out some paperwork and Nora's contentedly eating her snack (cereal bar and popcorn). Next thing I know she says "Elephant!" She said it a few times, and I acknowledged her by saying "Elephant!" back to her but without looking up. I glanced up a few seconds later to see her waving a piece of popcorn up in the air. I looked closer, and sure enough, that piece of popcorn looked like a freaking elephant. Go figure.


For those of you who may need help 'seeing' it:
I saved the piece of popcorn until I could get a good picture of it. Now what? Throw it away? I feel like I should send it to Jay Leno or something. Or I could be like that woman who saw the Virgin Mary in her grilled cheese and saved it for tens of years, and then took it to Miami Ink and got it tattooed on her chest. Or I could have let Nora eat it this evening at dinner, like she wanted.


Oh, and on a totally separate note, relating to a couple of posts ago, people asked what Jack did to make me so mad. He hadn't done anything that day, I just got a cute picture of him and as I looked at it, I wondered how I could get so angry at him at times. That lasted a second, as I then remembered how he has recently taken a liking to wizzing in our house instead of outside. Disgusting...