Inchoatibility

When my children were very young, they tried to learn humor. My oldest, Heather, started on the Knock Knock joke where the answer was orange several times until the final one where they said, “banana” and when you said, “banana who,” they responded, “Orange you glad I didn’t say banana again?” The third child, Brandon, with an inchoate sense of humor skips all the set up lines and starts with “banana” and when you said, “banana who,” they responded, “Orange you glad I didn’t say banana again?” Then they laugh uproariously, not realizing the repetition of the orange answer was the key to the joke. Well, I thought of that, but wasn’t sure where to go with the story next.

Then I remembered going to the beach. That would make a better anecdote. We sat on the beach and my second child, Chelsea, started to make a sand castle. While it was yet inchoate, a wave thundered in, first startling her, and then leaving her in tears as the water melted the attempt at the castle. Again, I ran out of inchoate activities to sprinkle in. Therefore, I abandoned that idea also

Finally, I remembered My fourth, Mackenzie, looking at clouds and seeing rabbits or castles, but before the inchoate rabbit became fully formed, it transformed into a dog. Still, the concept I struggled with refused to expand into a fully formed story.  Thus, my blog of the day remained inchoate for me and for you.