While I was lying with Lex tonight I told him about a meeting at school tomorrow that he’ll be attending.  Turns out it’s happening when he has band and he was very upset about that.  He was also upset about the fact that he didn’t know the meeting what happening, and had only the vaguest idea about the plan.  He said it was frustrating being a kid because people don’t tell you what’s happening or the whole story about things going on.  He made a great comparison, saying life is like one of those haunted house rides where you get in the car on the track and things pop up at you along the way.  Sometimes the things are bad or scary, and sometimes they are good, but you never know when something is going to pop up.  I love that comparison.  I reminded him that the same is true for adults and that even when the things were scary or bad, your car keeps going.  You may be scared and your heart may beat fast for a few minutes, but life keeps moving along.  We agreed to sit next to each other in the car and hold hands when the bad things pop up.  I love my boy.