I think we can all agree that creating blog posts in an order that in some way reflects or acknowledges that time passes in only one direction, and is restricted to commenting on subjects in the same order as they've occurred in the "real world" (massive air quotes) is a totally bourgeois concept. At least, I hope we agree that, because I realize that I've posted a picture of Finn's 8th birthday cake without ever having posted one of his 7th. It's amazing to do that, if only because the cake from a year ago reflects his absolute passion and obsession, which is frankly something that he could now give or take. It's hard to see in the moment of an all consuming passion that these things pass, and pass quickly. That being said, we still have eight billion pieces of lego in the house, and Finn still enjoys creating large tanker vessels with cleverly constructed internal storage areas large enough to hold my keys, Lisa's wallet, or the TV remote. Still, the passion's just not what it used to be. Even since six months ago, he's moved from the Titanic to Skylanders and (somewhat amazingly) getting enough best times in swimming to earn a medal from the swim team. He's got one three races left and one more best time to get what he wants. If he doesn't earn the medal, I may make one for him out of lego. Or maybe Lisa could make one out of fondant - it can't be any harder than making all of those individual lego pieces out of the stuff.
I think we can all agree that creating blog posts in an order that in some way reflects or acknowledges that time passes in only one direction, and is restricted to commenting on subjects in the same order as they've occurred in the "real world" (massive air quotes) is a totally bourgeois concept. At least, I hope we agree that, because I realize that I've posted a picture of Finn's 8th birthday cake without ever having posted one of his 7th. It's amazing to do that, if only because the cake from a year ago reflects his absolute passion and obsession, which is frankly something that he could now give or take. It's hard to see in the moment of an all consuming passion that these things pass, and pass quickly. That being said, we still have eight billion pieces of lego in the house, and Finn still enjoys creating large tanker vessels with cleverly constructed internal storage areas large enough to hold my keys, Lisa's wallet, or the TV remote. Still, the passion's just not what it used to be. Even since six months ago, he's moved from the Titanic to Skylanders and (somewhat amazingly) getting enough best times in swimming to earn a medal from the swim team. He's got one three races left and one more best time to get what he wants. If he doesn't earn the medal, I may make one for him out of lego. Or maybe Lisa could make one out of fondant - it can't be any harder than making all of those individual lego pieces out of the stuff. 
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