I have so many things I want to blog about but I have SOOOO much TV to watch! We just got through the desert that was January, and now we are being bombarded with ALL our favorite shows all at once. Ryan comes home from a hard, long day at work and flops into his chair asking, "You wanna watch 24?" What is a good wife to do?
But I thought I could at LEAST let you all know that I am alive (albeit, barely breathing...). Funny, I have told my kids that too much "screen time" in a day or week or month or year will turn your brain into a gloppy mess. My seven year old believes me (I mean, he understands the metaphor). But I guess, for this February, I don't believe me. Or at least I am willing to take the risk.
Yesterday, while cracking eggs together, Jackson (nearly 5) said to Davis (7), "I want to put the messy stuff back inside the shell and make it not cracked anymore."
"You can't, Jackson," Davis replied, "Cracking an egg is an irreversible change. Right Mom?"
"Uh, yeah. I guess it is, Davis. Where did you learn that?"
"On that show Sid the Science Kid."
Gloppy Mess? Thank you, PBS. You have made a liar out of me.