And we're gonna keep the giraffes IN the sand.

The kids are playing just outside the back door at the sand.water table that anarchy has long since claimed (sand and water wherever it can be, sand blanketing a 4 ft radius around the table, no water - having been completely absorbed by the sand that was shoveled on top of it). When through the bedroom window I hear -
in a very high pitched, very calm, sweet, placating tone, "no, girl, no we're gonna keep the giraffes in the sand. keep'em here, Sedona. See, girl, like this. We keep the giraffes in the sand. No, Sedona, in the sand like this. Here Sedona, I'll get you one that will be just for you."

and a "humm humm humm" reminiscent of Pooh en route to his thinking spot from Sedona.

Jordan again -" Here, Sedona. Here ya go. No we keep the giraffes in the sand. Down in the sand. Here girl. Like this. We're gonna keep the giraffes in the sand. in the sand. like this. . ."
still very sweet, very high pitched, almost too sacharin for the ears. . .
then -
"SEDONA I SAID KEEP THE GIRAFFES IN THE SAND!!!!!!"

every man has his breaking point.