I have a vague feeling that this morning as I lay in bed half asleep a certain three year old turned on the television in our room and watched Bear in the Big Blue House. I have a vague feeling that I remembered that it is TV Turnoff week. And I have a vague feeling that I decided to go back to sleep. I needed my sleep if I was going to direct a week of no TV. And I believe one has to be awake to know that a TV is being turned on. No?

We redeemed ourselves, though. No television was turned on once mom and dad gained consciousness.

What have we done today in our free time? During Hannah’s nap we played games.

Not a big fan of Chutes and Ladders. The board is very confusing to a three year old. If you can’t read double-digit numbers it’s hard to know which direction to go. I have to admit I did get a bit of a thrill sliding down the chutes. Wheeeeeeee.

Cootie. Well, let’s just say Mom and Dad got a little punchy during our third round of the game. “Here, you can take over for me, I’ll do that.” Giggle. Giggle. By the way, Daddy is not supposed to take the “pretty eyes,” because he’s a boy. But you knew that, didn’t you.

On a normal day, we play games after dinner. Tonight I think I’ll suggest something else. Maybe Mom will drag out the guitar–subject everyone to some real fun. They can just tell inside jokes about me and giggle their hearts away. I really won’t care. If they laugh too hard, we’ll drop “Wheels on the Bus” and move to something really fun. “Motorcyle Mama…”