I was at dinner with my kiddos and some of my friends and their kiddos. It was chaos. But not the “I’m going to scream” kind of chaos. More like “this would be fun to watch from a distance” kind of chaos.
Sitting beside me was my sweet Anne. If you’ve never been to a restaurant with Anne, let me assure you that she is at the height of unpredictability in this environment. You can read about our past adventures in restaurants here.
Tonight, however, was a good night for Anne. She received her food quickly. She ate without complaint. She only spilled her ranch dressing once. She remained relatively clean throughout the entire meal. Then, my food arrived. I didn’t notice that Anne had finished her food and had started throwing crayons in my water. Imagine my surprise when I tried to drink the said water. You should have heard Anne laugh. Heaven must be filled with those sorts of sounds :)
The crayon in my water is an apt metaphor of life with Anne. It’s unpredictable, whimsical, inconvenient, and nothing if not colorful. So at the urging of my good friend I’ve changed the name of my blog. The old blog needed a refresh. What do you think?