Last night, Ciera informed me how much she wants to take a year off after High School before she goes to Juliard to travel Europe with her friend Vanessa. Mind you, she's 10 years old and more than likely will want to study art in Italy by this time next week, but that's really not pertinent to this story.
As she's telling me about how they are going to stay in Paris for a month and go see Big Ben in London, I'm trying to figure out how I'm going to stop this from happening sometime over the next 8 years. Meanwhile, Rakes is sitting next to me and playing his Nintendo DS, seemingly oblivious to everything going on around him.
About the time Ciera gets to the point in her plan where she's dating some dude named Giseppe and thinking about enrolling in the University of Florence or something I'm doing a long, slow burn and thinking about asking God why he decided to give a guy with overprotective tendacies and OCD a daughter.
It's at this point Rakes provides a dose of reality.
Getting up off the couch, never taking his eyes off his game, he utters the following:
"I want to have a camp out in the backyard."
Life really should come with a pause button.
Thoughts While Trying to Ignore the Blow Out
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