Day Two Hundred

And on Day Two Hundred of this whole ::sigh::

What is this we're doing right now? I actually don't know the answer. There's a global pandemic or something? Except that not all of us believe it's a thing to worry about? I DON'T KNOW. If I think about it too much, I might Kool-Aid Man my way through a few brick walls out of pure rage.

ANYWAY.

Mila decided to use Day Two Hundred to ask some questions.

Lots of questions.

It started because we were talking about the holidays coming up. I have already told the girls that Halloween is going to be weird and we've moved towards Thanksgiving and Christmas. They ... aren't going to be normal. There's no point in pretending that everything is going to magically be better in a few months. It's very safe to assume that there won't be a mall Santa, for example. I'm leaning towards thinking any sort of travel to visit family will be a very bad idea ... you get the gist. I'm taking the stance that we should prepare for the worst and maybe we'll be able to find a few bits of normal here and there.

So, I was laying out the foundation so I can start building a skyscraper that might be something less than disappointing. Mila was definitely picking up what I was saying because all of a sudden, she yelled, "For crying out loud! How many holidays is this virus going to mess up?"

Oh, that's a very good question, my dear Mila. I'm pretty confident Christmas is going to be jacked ... and Alexis' birthday ... but what about Easter? I genuinely can't answer that question. We'll be able to hide eggs and all of that, but will there be an Easter Bunny at the mall? And will that Easter Bunny be willing to have hundreds of tiny little germ factories breathing on him?

I HAVE NO IDEA.

But Mila went down all the rabbit holes. She had questions about Santa and bunnies and then she went there. Yes, THERE. She asked why exactly it is that we're still having to do all of this stuff. She has enough awareness to know that if we would all just stay home for a few weeks and wear masks, the "germs wouldn't be able to find new people and keep spreading."

It's swell when a six-year old can piece together data to come up with a COVID-19 plan while politicians can't. JUST SWELL.