I realize that it’s been a while, but in my defense, I’ve been swamped with house sitting, work, buyingawiiandplayingitallthetime
Today while I was walking with some campers down to lunch, one little girl decided that she wanted to fill in her recently purchased (and severely misunderstood) day planner. She was happily putting little checks and exes in the boxes on the pages. Although she was, for a change, being quiet, she was walking more slowly, more slowly, more slowly. . . stopped.
I circled back, asked her to please put her little, pink book back in the bag and keep walking to lunch. She resisted, which I expected, so I politely had her hand it to me, and I put it in the bag. I also set the pen in the bag with it, and then she went ballistic.
“WAIT! WAIT! WAIT! YOU CAN’T DO THAT!”
“You can take it back out later, but now it’s time to get to lunch!”
“I know that, but my pen! MY PEN IS OPEN!”
Ladies and Gentlemen, let me tell you that to have failed to click the pen shut was the gravest of errors. Life and death may revolve around whether that pen lasts an extra day because it was clicked closed properly when laid in the bag. Nothing, not even lunch (about which this child is always especially excited), was more important than that pen being closed.
So this is my public service to you: Always remember to close your pens; your sanity may depend on it.