Eyes Wide Open

I’ve been mighty tardy in posting anything lately, but it’s not my fault. No really, I’m not kidding. Seriously.

All the blame goes to “Fancy Nancy” and “Dora the Explorer.” For any of you saddled with the joy of parenting, you know what I’m talking about. “Fancy Nancy” refers to Sarah’s favorite book, and mine too (since the book has spring-boarded her to say “I love you,” or, its translational equivalent, “‘Ah la la.”) All of a sudden, my vocabulary has dipped from words like sovereignty and semi-pelagianism to “Say backpack! Say backpack!”

Wow. I’m speechless.