Superstitious?

I've never really considered myself a superstitious person.  Of course, when I was a kid, I would step over cracks in the sidewalk, when riding in the car I would hold my feet up over railroad tracks or hold my breath through a tunnel, and I'm sure several more.  But, I didn't really believe my mother's back would break if I happened to step on a crack.  It was just for the fun of it.  More something to do.  And, to be honest, I still sometimes step over cracks in the sidewalk for fun or hold my breath when going through a tunnel.

Of course, some things I would do not because I really believed anything bad would happen, but why tempt fate??  That philosophy has been taken to a new level with epilepsy.  I can't say how many times I have "knocked on wood" when talking about Evan and his epilepsy.  This is also true with the "s" word (ok....I can say it....seizure). Evan hasn't (knock on wood) had a seizure that we know of since the Monday before Christmas.  I was talking to my parents about it and would say things like "He hasn't had an "episode" since the one before Christmas", and I still rapped my knuckles on our wood table when saying it.  Do I truly believe my uttering the word will cause him to have one?  No, but...why tempt fate?

I think Michael Scott of The Office says it best.  "I'm not superstitious, but I'm a little stitious."