Imagination. Not so much my own, though it it is put to the test occasionally, and I enjoy the process and results. But mostly, I love watching it grow in my kids. Their favorite toy for the last week has been a big cardboard box. It’s served as a boat, spaceship, grave (?!), bed, cave, train, and oven.
Ice. Especially the rabbit-poop kind you get at Sonic.
Idiots. Yeah, they bug… but who would we laugh at if there weren’t so many of them around?
Irony. Yesterday evening, Cooper was riding his bike around in our cul-de-sac. I opened a window in the living room and yelled out to him, reminding him that he needed to come in and take a shower. Alex, who was on his third pair of shorts for the day, and who smelled vaguely of pee, booked it across the room, leaned out the window and shouted, “Yeah! Acause you tink!”
In-Laws. Man, did I score on this one. Aaron didn’t do so shabby either.
Internet. Boy… thank goodness Al Gore came though for us there! But seriously folks… My life as a Stay-at-Home-Mom is so much less isolating, and so much more tolerable when I feel connected. Even if it is via Facebook or blogs or e-mail.
That being said, I’m still a huge fan of In Person. I love play dates and visitors and birthday parties, and pretty much any excuse to hang out with any of the amazing people in my life! Drop by anytime (just give me 30 minutes warning so I can at least vacuum!).
Jumpin’ Jehosephat… would you look at that! Just when you though it couldn’t get better, here comes ‘J‘!