The Irony of it All

This evening after dinner Curtis gently says "you may want to go through some of the mail that came today". I thought this comment was strange as we typically open the mail, put it where it belongs and go on with our day. This peaked my curiosity. The first piece of paper is from the government. Not something nice like a tax refund, no, it's a letter from the selective service system telling us we need to register Daniel, our 18 year old. Well, as he is our oldest and I've never done this before I totally freaked out. I called my girlfriend Lora who has a son Daniels age, as well as a son that is two years older than Daniel. She gently tells me yes, you need to do this but they aren't taking him anywhere...it's ok...it's part of having boys. I guess I thought they only had to do this if there was a draft or something but that isn't the case. So, after some deep breathing exercises and my conversation with Lora I continue to go through more of the mail. The next piece of mail, yes, it too is from the government! We received our I 797C notice stating they have received our I 800 A application and we will be receiving an invitation to go get fingerprinted in the near future..this is GREAT news!! In my wildest dreams I wouldn't have thought that on the exact same day we would receive two notices from the government; one wanting us to register our first born son with the selective service and the other progression in being another step closer to bringing our baby girl home from China...Curtis said something about with this type of odds it may be a good day to go to Vegas? Not that I'm dying to go to Vegas however, I think I just may agree with him!