When the boys were small we used to play a game they made up. It was called "pick". It involved lining up all their hot wheel cars, of which they had a million, and by million I mean, about a thousand, or perhaps more like one hundred, but it seemed like lots more. Anyway, the cars got lined up across the living room floor. We would take turns picking cars until they were all picked. That was it. Take turns picking cars until they were all picked. Then line them up and do it all again. We could play this game for hours. I wish life could be that simple now.