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Some may say it was simply life catching up on us. We were two busy, exhausted parents dealing
with rather significant health issues...
Who could blame us for wanting a break, for taking a
short-cut or two?
Especially when we discovered that our more discriminating
toddler actually preferred surrogate dinosaurs-shaped
chicken over its more gruesome counterpart? And that we could save time, energy
and eventually even money while still having our hungry bellies filled...
Who could resist such a deal?
Others may shake their heads and say that just like everyone
else, we too were duped into mindless following of the global frenzy of busy...
... two arrogant fools hell-bent on saving the world
while squandering our own and our children’s souls, accelerating when we should
have been stopping and evaluating...
... breaking the speed limit of life and praying to God we
won’t get caught.
Regardless of reasons or faults, we joined the army of
parents all around the country who were chomping off tiny dinosaurs’ legs in PG-7 rated family dinners, pretending to have fun while kids giggled, making sure
they don’t see through our charade.
None of this happened overnight. We slowly slid and skidded.
Nobody meant any harm. Everybody thought this was actually helpful. We were ‘spared the
hassle’. We had ‘more important things to do’…
Like the Once-ler's Thneed, we became convinced that we needed it!
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