The Answer is No
Quiz:
When I named my blog I thought:
A. I wouldn’t actually make it to thirty
B. That I could somehow use my as yet undiscovered super powers to stop time
C. That I would be done with my short blogging career before the date
D. That I actually gave no thought to having to change the name when the date occurred
If you picked E, all of the above, you are probably somewhere close to right.
But as to whether I will change the name of my the blog now that yes, I am 30, the answer is no. It is far too much effort and now that I have gotten you all conditioned I dare not disrupt my tenuous audience. So instead I will force you to live with the lie of my lack of temporal forethought. Sorry if this causes ethical distress.
Speaking of ethical distress I have learned that ethics in the mind of a three-year old are conceptually limited to a tool of convenience. For instance:
“Lucas did you hit any friends today?”
“No”
“But Ms. Zara said you did.”
“I didn’t hit any friends today.”
“But Ms. Zara said you hit Remy.”
“But Remy is not my friend.”
“You said he was yesterday.”
“Well he wasn’t my friend when I hit him.”
“But momma told you to keep your hands to yourself.”
“I used my elbow!”
Unfortunately I am not sure my parental soliloquies will ever be long enough to cover all possible scenarios . . . guess we should just go get some f-in’ bajitas.
Hands down, the funniest thing I have heard him say yet.
Ethics of a 3 year old? I’ve had too many similar conversations with adults, unfortunately!