If kids knew what was good for them, they'd behave like angels when enjoying all of the benefits of hours of TV watching each day. Instead, they often act like turds (pardon my language) and so the TV gets turned off. This time, for the whole weekend, with the exception of one show a piece first thing in the morning. After that, the tube was off and, on the whole, it was a really, really good weekend.
Okay, I'm probably making it sound better than it was. Instead of fighting over whose turn it was to pick a show, they fought over whose turn it was to use the Dot-to-Dot book, feed the dog or ride the Big Wheel...Life with short people, I guess.
A wonderful break in the middle of our day today was Ella's first soccer game back with her team after nursing her broken foot for more than two months. And it was a gorgeous day. Seventy-two and sunny. I'll miss having free Sundays for a while, but if they could all be spent sitting outside on days like today, I won't complain.
"Put me in, coach."
