Do you have any idea how hard it is to keep posting about my silent retreat in the midst of the everyday chaos that is my life?
Don’t get me wrong, I want to keep posting about it. And I will. Tomorrow.
But this week my life feels a little bit like my blog when I was away -- overrun by wild animals who carry food into the living room and smear peanut butter on the couch and make entirely too much noise.
(By the way, I enjoyed coming home and finding that my blog had been blogjacked. It brought a smile to my face and I am grateful for this forum to foster such a fun and generous community. I feel like one of the cool kids now! And I’m glad this is a place where you feel comfortable enough to kick off your shoes and just hang out for awhile. And don’t worry about cleaning up next time. As Twin A. reminded me this morning, “our house is ALWAYS messy.” Thanks, buddy. I’m feelin’ the love.)
But back to the wild animals who live in my house.
After asking to play Star Wars Wii at least thirty-nine times yesterday, Llama Papa was annoyed.
“For the last time, no. No Star Wars Wii today.”
“But WHY?” Twin A. whined.
“Because you’re driving me crazy,” Llama Papa answered.
“I know,” Twin A. responded, “But what does that have to do with playing Wii?”
You’ve gotta love the logic of a Kindergardener.