This morning at breakfast, we were humming along to John Mayer’s “Waiting On The World To Change” – seeing as Declan is quickly acquiring my taste in music (much to the chagrin of his father).
I was singing the words and Declan suddenly said, “What if the world was as small as a raindrop?”
I was at a loss for what to say since that is a question I have thought myself many times… (except mine was more like “what if we are all inside a dust speck that is riding on the back of a mangy dog?”)
So, I answered, “So, what if the world was as small as a raindrop?” (A dodge if there ever was one).
And he said, “Um. I guess we’d never get out.”