I Want Off This Ride!

I got up this morning thinking about The Wondrous Boat Ride scene in my old favorite: Willie Wonka. That scene truly frightened me as a child.

This past month has been absolutely, non-stop, one thing after another and shows no signs of stopping! I guess somewhere along the way I knew that as the girls get older, things will get busier. Between end of the year activities at school, a month full of birthdays, communion parties and a wedding, I have barely been able to pause and catch my breath.

We are coming off a busy weekend hosting a First Holy Communion Party at the house and yesterday I chaperoned Potato's field trip.  I had to miss my book club meeting last night which makes me very sad, but it had to be. Today, the older girls have a folk festival at school, I have grocery shopping to do, my faith sharing group is meeting for the last time before Summer break, AND it's the Mister's birthday today! Not to mention, I'm two days behind on my Insanity workout.

My little baby turns two this weekend! Ack! How did that happen? As I type this I can hear her talking upstairs and she is saying "Oh no! Not again!" I'm a little nervous to go up and see what that actually means but I would like to talk to the person responsible for switching out my chubby, babbling baby with the verbal, on-the-go little girl who is now singing from her crib.

I am enjoying all of the activities. Everything has been fun, but we are moving at the speed of light and if I think about it too much things start to get a little frightening--much like The Wondrous Boat Ride scene. I don't want things to stop. I just want to press pause for a bit.

Lyrics to Willie Wonka's Wondrous Boat Ride (or, as I like to call it: May 2012):

Round the world and home again 

That's the sailor's way. 

Faster faster, faster faster 

There's no earthly way of knowing 

Which direction we are going.

There's no knowing where we're rowing 

Or which way the river's flowing.

Is it raining? Is it snowing?

Is a hurricane a-blowing?

Not a speck of light is showing,

So the danger must be growing.

Are the fires of Hell a-glowing? 

Is the grisly reaper mowing?

Yes, the danger must be growing, 

For the rowers keep on rowing 

And they're certainly not showing 

Any signs that they are slowing!