Randomness on a snowy morning
It’s been a busy week (and really, I haven’t even gotten going on my Thanksgiving cooking). In fact, I’m lazing around in my bathrobe by the woodstove, watching the snow come down and drinking another cup of coffee, enjoying watching Adam make a cardboard turkey. Rachel is playing with Sam who keeps getting into these little situations with the cat. Neither of them seems to be a really quick learner about those sorts of things.
1. Vile pop culture and kids. Rachel brought home a Selena Gomez poster a friend gave her. She has no clue who Selena Gomez is. We don’t have cable, which eliminates some of commercial exposure. But it’s still there. It’s so hard for me to find the point where you go from explaining how something commercial works (they want you to buy stuff!) to lecturing (blah blah blah, GINGER, blah blah …. does anyone remember that Far Side cartoon?) What works for you, for getting a message across without being a honey badger with no natural empathy for your kid wanting other kids to like them? I mean, I remember having a picture of Kirk Cameron on my wall. And he had no talent and wasn’t even that good looking!
I guess we are just on our quest for a happy medium. Confession time– I love to, on occasion, listen to some Madonna (not that I am comparing her to Selena Gomez!) . I feel all sentimental when I hear the 80′s ballads I associate with those miserable middle school dances where I would stand there and not dance. People, once a year or so, I like to watch The Breakfast Club. I still say, “Bueller…. Bueller….” when no one seems to be listening to me. I don’t mind my kids liking things I don’t like, or enjoying things that will make them cringe later. But I don’t want to raise a bunch of blind consumers, either. I’d love to hear more thoughts about this, if anyone has them.
2. Getting ready for the Dark Days challenge and starting some menu planning. I need to source out some local(ish) grains. Anyone local with ideas?
3. Sam can stand up without a prop for about 10 seconds now. Here we go…
(pause to cut out cardboard turkey. Now my hand hurts).
4. Christmas. I am going to be upcycling a toy kitchen for Sam. Hopefully my total lack of talent is not going to be too much of an issue.
Onward and upward… we need to straighten up our mudroom so there’s room for wet snowpants and laundry to exist simultaneously. Happy Thanksgiving, all.