eternally chaotic

On a recent occasion I had the pleasure of greeting the kids after school when they got off of the bus.  Nothing special or unusual as the big yellow Twinkie pulled up and spit out its contents of three speed wired kidos ready for the weekend.  It was Friday after all, and the Friday before spring break at that.

Each in their own time ran up to, past me and into the house.  I was standing on the porch, leaning ever so comfortably against the railing, enjoying the spring air.  Piper however slowed as she approached and with a wry twist of her expression looked upon me as if I had materialized into some creature from ether origins.  She look not directly at me but above and beside me.  To be certain I was curious.  As she approached, ever slowing her stride with each step until she stopped before me.  Her eyes had grew large and her mouth had dropped open, a small pointy finger came up from her side and aimed at the location for which she was so quizzically focused.

“Daddy! Watch out!  There is a spider on your shoulder!  Watch out!”

All said with such despair that this thing, this monster, this wicked forbidden creature at which she peered had bared its venomous fangs and was about to end me.

I jumped to the side that rush of adrenaline surging through my veins, flushing my cheeks, focusing every sense to a heightened tingle.

Then a giggle, followed by another.  Then those monumentous words said with sheer delight that can only be delivered by a kindergartener that just got the best of her dear old dad.

“April Fools !!! Ha Ha!  There is not spider silly !!  April Fools !!!”

I definitely fell prey to a viscous creature but thankfully it wasn’t a blood sucking venomous eight legged one – although i am not sure which is worse.

If you didn’t get that you haven’t been around the house lately.  Carol and I have upgraded the processors in our head with a newer version that can spell, at high speed, most words, in reverse or decode an incoming message.  With our house having two that can and two that cannot spell we have had to take extra measures to make plans, impromptu comments, curse, or just say something that the kids can’t or shouldn’t here.

This has been fun, if tedious, to learn and do.  The more we practice the better we get at both at the reverse spelling and the listening and decoding.  Now if we could just add a cipher in there in case the kids catch on.  Maybe ROT13…they are still young…that should fool them for a few years.