Isn't it funny that no matter how many little Hot Wheels cars you've got--at our house it is like 50,000 or so-- you can still recognize one that doesn't belong to you??? "This isn't our car. . .which friend left it at the house?"
That would be an example of mom-stinct. The other example is the 'cheerio-crushing reflex'. As you become older and more experienced, this instinct becomes better. As you walk barefoot in the kitchen (who am I kidding? Any room in the house) the crushing-reflex kicks in just as you are about to obliterate a tiny piece of cereal. I still crush about 50% of the innocent breakfast bites. I expect to be at 90%+ by the time my kids hit high school.
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Yes, it all IS amazing what we know and how we must be evolving into having that sixth sense of knowing when to not step all the way down as to save ourselves from cleaning up MORE crumbs.
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