I had a cat, Furry, since I was about fourteen years old. OK his real name was Rajah, but I called him Furry (or El Furro for “short”). He mostly was my cat, though due to circumstance over the years a few times he had to live with other family members temporarily. One time he had to go live with my brother and he ran away almost immediately. My parents had moved across the country, and on a whim I decided to go as well (I was already an adult). Great decision, by the way – I met my husband there! So anyway…
Out of nowhere, Ballerina Girl has been really interested in the things I do around the house and has been asking me to help. Who am I to decline, right? She’s now decided it’s her job to put away her laundry and she likes to help fold, too. Her folding is cute – she just keeps folding until it won’t stay folded anymore, then she balls it up in her hand and tries to wedge it somewhere so it won’t come unballed.
I love pictures. No seriously… when I read blogs I love pictures so I can get a real sense of people’s lives. I realized that I haven’t posted really any pictures of our new place even though we’ve been here three months! So here ya go. Fair warning – there’s a lot of junk around this place. The previous tenant was… um, a collector… and he was asked to leave so most of his things got left here.
The other day we were having quesadillas for lunch and of course raw veggies & ranch. Ballerina Girl asked me if she could dip her quesadilla in ranch, and of course I said yes. So she ate a few pieces, and then with the last one she held it aloft and proclaimed loudly that it had been “naughty” and so didn’t get ANY ranch. And then she ate it 🙂 Of course, then she still had veggies left. She gestured towards them and waving her hands in the air, then told me that “All these vegetables were GOOD GIRLS so they get to have RANCH.” And proceeded to dip each one in her ranch and eat them.
So it is now Thursday. As you read in my previous post – Children and Watching TV – What I did – I cut off the TV completely on Monday and took it out of the room. It has been quietly sitting in a lonely corner next to the treadmill (which I DID use today, by the way).
So for many years I’ve always thought my kids were too dependent on TV. My husband and I (like many) had lofty ideas about when we had children and watching TV. Both of us grew up without much TV available and were very imaginative and self-entertained as kids.