Our lives are a swirl of indecision, mixed with a frustrating inability to MAKE decisions until other factors outside of our control are settled upon. It's sort of like living in a big snowglobe and wondering if THIS is the last time, but four hours later it all gets shaken up again, just when we finally thought it was safe to go out and shovel the sidewalk.
I've been tempted by one of my favorite songs:
I've got a plan
Let's take off in the blue station wagon
And find the open road to salvation
Away from here
I've got a plan
Change the patterns that I form a lot
Not try to be something that I'm not
That I'm not
I've got another plan, this time it will work
I've got another plan, this time it will work,
Or I'll be struck down, struck down
...
The kids are seemingly oblivious to the impending changes in their lives, whatever they might be. Kieran has been entertaining me by (amongst other things) making up silly jokes. He's just starting to get the idea of what a joke is and how it works. I love it.
K: What is green and blue and has a 2?
me: I don't know, what is green and blue and has a 2?
K: A rhyme! Get it? Blue and Two, that rhymes!
me: Ha ha! Um, OK, what about the green part?
K: Oh, yeah, I just put that in there to make the joke longer.
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