Mac says “I go to bed and then watch TV.”
We correct him and say, “NO, first you watch TV and then go to bed.”
He replies “Good idea!” and wins yet another fifteen minute reprieve to watch TV while we slowly figure out we just got conned by a consummate pro.
Other times he will sneak into our bedroom, crawl into our bed and contentedly hang out with his cup of milk watching day-glo cartoons.
It’s having your view expanded logarithmically and at the same time focused into a narrow searing laser on what’s important. It’s both suddenly understanding things once unfathomable and completely not being able to conceive how I could have conceived certain notions pre-kids.
It’s like the scene from Tron when the main character is hit by a bright white laser and he is instantly taken apart, dematerialized bit by bit and then put back together and everything has changed; he is and is not himself at the same time.
Its having your head turned inside out and you are no longer in an echo chamber of your thoughts about yourself. I don’t know what the opposite of solipsism is but it’s like that. It’s suddenly having your egocentric, heliocentric view ruptured and now wrenched around these tiny, little things that think for themselves but are utterly and devastatingly dependent on you.
The kids are getting their first real overload of chocolate. We got back last night from another day long flight starting at 4:30am and ending at 8:30pm, so the kids zonked out fast and hard last night, but this morning they are charged up on chocolate eggs and bunnies. Once they realized the candy is for them, they hold it close like poker players holding cards. Chocolate runs down their chins like messy dip chewers, which is perhaps an extreme description but should give you the idea that their salivary glands are working overtime.
Jenn is putting pink butterfly tattoos on their arms and cheeks and they are playing with kaleidescopes which gives this Easter a slightly psychdelic feel.
Normally, they’d be outside Easter egg hunting, but it’s blowing hard again with cold rain. Kind of sucks, really.