There are so many photos from the past 48 hrs that are blog worthy – it seems odd to me that I would start with this one…
Regardless, for the past few days, we have been indulging ruby's inner couch potato. It started back on Friday last week when there was a party at the nursery school. I didn't even attempt to hold her back with the goodies. She had several cupcakes. And a rice Krispy square. And who knows what else while I wasn't watching. She has a nose like a Bassett hound when it comes to finding the treats.
I'm torn on this topic. I myself have been engaged in a full fledged campaign of indulgence over the past few days. Yesterday was all about the mimosas. I've eaten my share of christmas baking. And last night I had a third slice of the Yule log when I thought no one was looking. I want my kids to know the feeling of indulgence and have it balanced with the feeling that will inevitably strike them tomorrow, or maybe the next day, when we are back to apple slices instead of cookies as snacks. When the beverage choice at meals reverts to water or milk instead of juice or spicy juice (juice and ginger ale). And when the tv is only on on the weekend. But for now, on boxing day, I say screw it. Let her watch tv all day long. Let her step out of the constant march of one thing to the next, playdates and ballet lessons, and nursery school and swimming. Let her be a zombie for a couple of afternoons so that she appreciates how good it feels to step out of the hectic pace of her life – a skill her parents are clearly lacking as they have spent most of boxing day cleaning the house, sorting out clothes, and vacuuming up fallen Christmas tree needles. This is a holiday and it's as good a day as any for breaking the rules.
P.s. she didn’t spend all day in front of the tv. She was very helpful cleaning her room this morning!
3 Ginger Snaps 