what is normal??

i belong to a message board of moms.. each with their own ideas and ways of raising their kids and although sometimes even i admit to looking at some of the posts with my head cocked sideways and thinking *say-wha-huh* in my head, it never causes me to dislike someone due to their way of choosing to raise their child(ren). of course we arent talking a board full of crazy people either, some who just have alternative ways of raising their babies than maybe you or i do.. im sure some dont always 100% of the time agree with me either. and you know what? thats OK. im good with that as im sure they are with others looking at them with that half cocked sideways head and the *say-wha_huh* running through their heads.
anyways it was a recent post that someone posted about being a crunchy mom that made me wonder about how differently i may do something than say my mother did or my mil or some other family member, my ways of thinking arent the same as theirs were (and trust my mom and i have had countless arguments just in the area of babies and shoes alone to prove t hat fact).
while i am not a crunchy mama and far far from it, i use disposable diapers, formula feed from day one, purchase my wet wipes at walmart, and use chemicals to clean (although i have been looking more into the *green friendly ones* due to me not liking the harsh smells myself .. you however wont find me any time soon making my own cleaning stuff, whipping up batches of laundry detergent, or cooking some home made soap.. its just not me. plain and simple.
so why do i think that maybe im a bit un-normal in my ways of thinking..
because even i have gotten that half cocked side and know full well the words *say-wha-huh* ran through the heads of people close to me.. in one simple afternoon of watching my little one giggle in a direction where no one stood and i simply said to my child *are the dead people playing with you again?*
yeah thats a doozie of a *say-wha-huh* moment.. while i agree it does sound maybe a slight big odd.. im not thinking of the gross half blood draped dead guy from the latest horror flick but rather instead those that passed before us who were important in our lives.. my mor-mor, my husbands mum mum, his grandmother, my dad etc, knowing full well that each one is close near and me believe'n full well that babies can see those who passed before us, consider them angels or the dead, and knowing that these folks would so happily take the time to come and play with our little ones while they had the chance to..

so call me normal or call me odd.. it matters little to me.. personally i like NOT being normal, normal is to boring!