at the sight - he wasn't. He had taken some toenail clippers and "clipped" the cord to our toothbrush charger - which was plugged in. He ran into the bedroom, a bit scared, and I had to follow to check him out. He didn't get shocked - nothing. There was a big, metal chunk taken out of the clippers, but he didn't get shocked - amazing. As I found out this morning, my hair dryer and straightener (which were also plugged in) were shocked too, they don't work. I will be going to the store.A different kind of shocker happened a few days ago. My oldest, Chloe, eleven years old and on the brink of teenagerism shocks me too. It was a morning like any other. Madly rushing about the house, gathering homework and coats while eating breakfast and picking up rooms. Her dad asked her to deliver something to a neighbor on her way to school. She has to walk right past the house. "No" she said. "I don't have time." "It's on your way, come on and help your dad." I pleaded (okay, I kind of yelled, but she was being unreasonable). "I don't want to (whines a little) you can do it." She says to her dad and leaves the house. Her dad and I exchange "a little disappointment but not really too suprised" glances and he gets ready to deliver his package. A few minutes later, Chloe comes back in the house, grabs the delivery from the counter, gives a little smile, and leaves again. Now we exchange looks of shock - and then a little relief. Her concience got to worki
ng on her and she needed to make it right. We were proud of her decision. It's the little things that you hope for - those slivers of gold that show your kids are learning how to be nice people.

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