Outwitted by a 4 year old.

So I am currently in the middle of the British half-term holiday, or as my English teacher likes to call it, a "recess". I object to this term becuase it imples I may actually work in this period, which is clearly false. Today I went to Yap's house and we made 2 different variation of cookies, pancakes, omelettes, and ate ice cream and played music and did a big fat load of nothing.

This week I've been thinking about babies. Not in like a weird way. I just find it weird how once upon a time we could all fit into a boot and got passed around relatives thta cuddled and cooed us and none of can remember it, and yet that same brain, body etc. is what we now use to think, feel, be creative, be aware. It's so bizarre!

This has also led me to think extensively about the future, it's so weird to think that in 10, 20 years time I don't know where I'll be, who I'll be with. I could be married with sixteen children named after the weather on the day they were born, and little Drizzle could be sat on my lap playing scrabble with Cloudy, Sunshine and Chilly. I could be part of an exciting new development that sends ordinary people to space and be about to be shot up in a rocket to explore corners of the universe as yet undiscovered by humankind. I could be a hermit, sat in my hermit cabin eating crab sandwiches and listening to the rise and fall of the ocean outside. I could a trained assassin on a mission to kill the Mongolian prime minister with a ray gun supplied by a Chinese Botanist. And all of these things, although unlikely, are perfectly possible, (perhaps, minus the space one...) because the choices and decisions that lead to them happening haven't been taken yet! I love the fact that my life is a completely open plane, ready to be splashed on and painted and for me to do what I want with it and yet my God knows exactly what choices I'll take and is there to protect me along the way! Brilliant!

I am babysitting at the moment, and I (foolishly, I now realise) agreed to embark on a game of "Guess the Person" with a 4 and 6 year old. On the 4-year-olds go, I whittled it down to a member of his class. Not knowing any members of the said 4-year-olds class, I insisted he must be playing the game wrong before he announced the person was actually himself. I am a fool.

Incidentally, I am 162 cm tall, which is the tallest I have ever been! Well chuffed.

Off to learn my lines for my A Level drama performance. Not going so well.

God bless :)
Love, Anna