-Albert Camus

The boys were on a quest for the most powerful Yugioh cards this side of the universe and I was looking for a way to entertain them on a rainy day, as their last-minute-stand-in-not so-Super Nanny.
In less than a minute, the older one decided that K-Mart had a bigger and better selection and they both agreed to my decree: "we will NOT be coming back to Wal-Mart if you don't find what you want at K- Mart." Reacting with glee to the queen's ruling, my little knights marched on ahead of me until we reached the evil Clearance Items toll bridge!
The toy trolls are a savvy bunch and their child-level lures grabbed the 5 year old's awareness. "I need this, and this, and this! I beg of you!!!" Who taught him how to speak to a queen?
After a few minutes of being reminded of his spending budget, he narrowed it down to a set of Matchbox race cars with a Monster Mummy Track (see how bad the toy trolls can be?). Now it was time for his final decision. I had to remind him that if he chose this toy, he was giving up the chance to buy anything at K-Mart.
What followed was the most brilliant display of a 5 year old brain at work: First, a bit of whining. I want this AND I want Yugioh cards. You have to buy them for me. Hmmmm. No immediate effect, she's even smiling...I don't know how long I have to whine before she gives in and time is of the essence. Next, let's try to entice my older brother to buy something so we won't even go to K-mart. That's the ticket. Look at this! You can make monster food. It doesn't look good but I'm sure it will taste good! Drat, no sale. Third try, plead guilty. I can't make a desidjun! I can't!
Luckily, I was long on time and patience and the older brother was very understanding and generously patient. A bit of explaining about making choices, acknowledging the difficulty to do so and dodging the stream of passers-by, led finally to a lesson on coin tossing. Of course, none of the tosses landed correctly. We tried a bigger coin. When the coin toss turned into a game of its own, it was time for the ultimatum.
What I really wanted here was a happy decision and a happy boy. No prisoners. "All right. You have to decide now and you have to decide to be happy with this toy, or happy to go to K-Mart and make a choice there....or make no choices and have nothing."
As though I had knighted him Sir Happy, my dear friend picked up the toy, we paid the toll and rode off to the kingdom of K-Mart. He didn't ask for any Yugioh cards, though tried to tempt his brother with some videos. When we left K-Mart, big brother couldn't wait to open his set of cards, but the Mummy Matchbox Race Set sat on the car floor, unopened. A happy 5 year old sat singing and smiling over his decision.
How often do we agonize while trying to make a decision because we fixate on all the unhappy possibilities? What if we find out that we want that and not this? We don't want to make bad choices but in reality they are simply, choices.
ToysR(NOT)us. We just want the joy and happiness that we think they'll bring. We love choices but loathe to choose. What would happen if we consciously held happiness as our guide to choosing? We'd have to trust our emotions and quiet the fears of things that may never happen. I suspect there would be more singing and smiling in all kingdoms, this side of the universe and back.
Photo: Artbandito