Thursday, June 26, 2008
Open the Gates and Seize the Day
My little Maggie has, much to my astonishment and chagrin, turned into a bit of a couch potato. Her episodes of clinging to the door and whining "Ou-SIDE...." are now behind us as she points to the movie collection on the bookcase and shouts "Show!? Show!?"
Part of me thinks, "Well Megan, its not like you can really put her on and take her off the swings 800 times a day anyway in your pregnant state, just sit down and watch a show with her." But then the educator in me shouts, "She's not even 2! She should not be glued to a television screen!"
So what do I do? I pop The Little Mermaid in the VCR and plop my fat rear on the couch.
But not today. Today we went out on errands first thing--buying a new sprinkler (our sprinkler system is really missing some spots...), a new bathroom faucet (our's sprung a serious leak this morning), and stopping at the gas station (ouch.)
Upon our return home Mag-myster demanded a show. She selected Peter Pan but I slyly substituted Newsies. And wouldn't you know? As Christian Bale sang about opening the gates and seizing the day a tear came to my eyes. Yes, I was crying while watching Newsies. God bless Jack Kelly.
Let's just blame it on pregnancy hormones, shall we?