It's happened to me on more than one occasion. It happened to me this past Saturday.
The boys and I had a pleasant day. We ran errands in the morning and I treated them to lunch out. We came home and I cleaned our filthy apartment while they played. In the evening, their Dad and Tammy came to pick them up.
Quiet descended on the apartment. I finished picking up Jedi Knights and Thomas the Tank Engine. I made a cup of warm milk and chai and read for a little while. I got really mellow.
As ten o'clock rolled around, I decided to go to bed. I was "running" a 10K on Sunday and needed my sleep.
I walked to my bed and pulled back the covers. Something long and thin was coiled underneath. I swear I thought it moved. I jumped back with a squeak.
As I stood there, heart thumping, my brain came back to life and I recognized the bright blue object in my bed as Gabe's favorite rubber snake.
Looking at it now, it's hard to believe I thought it was real--even for a second. Are there snakes anywhere that color?
But one's brain doesn't grasp logic in those first few seconds. It only grasps "SNAKE!"
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