Calamity and Politics

Do you ever have that feeling that something terrible is about to happen?  Not in the next second, maybe, but some time in the near future?  Impending doom?  I had that feeling for a while before Liam was in the play.  Maybe it was just the stress of lots of practices, getting ready for Christmas and generally being sleep deprived.  Then the play happened.  It was fine.  Then Mom and Dad and Granny had a car accident on the way home from watching the play.  Calamity struck.  It actually happened.

I was thinking about this (for some reason) this afternoon while I tried to hold the car seat with Devin in it and open the door to get into the house after dropping Liam off at school.  I hadn't put the handle up because you just have to put it right back down to get him out and it's hard to do.  I was thinking about calamity with a few side thoughts for what I might eat when I got in the house.  Then my grip slipped and the car seat was propelled forward toward the frame of the door.  Head first.  Devin's head.  I managed to grab it before it fell or his face was crushed completely.  But I saw his nose make contact with the frame.  And a couple of little spots on his face were actually bleeding.  And he was crying.

Not much blood.  Not many tears.  I took him to the bedroom and nursed him and he fell asleep.  And I sat and held him and thought about the lunch I still hadn't eaten and played Facebook games.  Eventually I actually put him down on the bed and went to get something to eat.  He actually stayed asleep long enough for me to make and eat it.  Then it was time to get Liam.

Hey!  Did you notice that?  Liam actually had school today!  Not even a delay!  And we got him there on time.  Turned out he had a sub because his teacher was at a training meeting which had been rescheduled several times already due to the weather.

Liam decided yesterday that he wanted to be the president of the United States when he grew up.  Mostly this seemed to be based on the fact that he believed that the president makes laws.  We had a discussion while snuggling last night about the congress and how the president can tell them what laws he thinks they should make and can veto laws, but can't actually make laws.  This was less satisfying, I think, than the situation he had imagined. 

Then this morning we had a conversation about who can get married.  Not brothers and sisters and not cousins.  How about neighbors?  Yes.  He decided that he will marry the sister of our old neighbor - so that he will get to see the boy - her brother - more often.  I told him that would only work if they were living in the same place.  Liam said, "Well, we both live in Ohio."  I told him that would not be the case if he became president - he'd have to live in Washington D.C.  He wanted to know if he would come back - like at night.  I told him no, they have a special house for the president and he only goes back to his home state for vacations.  He decided he'd rather be in congress and, because he's heard us talking about it, he'd like to be in the Tea party.  I told him I'd rather if he was a Democrat.

So if we can manage to make it through the day intact maybe some day we will take over the world.

I keep trying to figure out how to do fancy shots with our camera.  This one did not turn out quite the way I was hoping.  The boys have been pretty patient with all the picture taking.