Who would ever imagine that a conversation about genetics, maternal grandfathers' hair patterns, and the eventual creation of the next generation could lead to this insanity:
"And when you get married and have kids, they will have your wife's father's hair pattern."
---"I'll be what I am until I find her." deadpan. straight faced. calm delivery. very matter of fact.
To which Jordan earned responses such as:
"well, you'll be what you are until aren't." Aren't we a couple of stinkers? Toying with semantics and existentialism with a 7 yr old?
"and when you find her, you'll still be you."
"and she'll love you anyway."
------"No, but I'll be what I am"
"Until you aren't."
And so on.
-------"No. I'll be what I am. A solitary man."
oh.
der.
gasp and chuckle all around as we launch (as a terribly mistuned family) into our favorite and yours - Johnny Cash: the solitary man.
Educate your children in the ways of musical icons and you too can enjoy confusion and repetitiveness disguised as youthful candor around the dinner table.
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