Friday, February 19, 2010

Keeping It Fresh

Part of my job description is to think of new activities for my children to enjoy in their daily lives. Play is a serious thing for kids. They need it. It's important to their little worlds. And I try to keep play as fresh as possible, especially when we're at home aaaaaaaaaaallllllllllllllllllll day.

The only problem is that my brain is barely functioning at the moment. We don't get alot of sleep.  And let's not forget the countless brain cells I am convinced come out in my breast milk.

Just last night I called Brian to ask him what I wrote my thesis over in grad school. It was only 3 years ago. IT WAS MY THESIS PEOPLE. I spent countless hours researching and writing it. I spent a few hours having diarrhea over defending it in front of professors I feared and respected. And for the life of me I couldn't remember what it was about. My retrieval tool in my brain sat there with his arms crossed and ignored my pleas. And Brian was no help despite the hours he spent helping me with revisions and listening to practice runs on my presentations. Man alive. It's kinda scary when something important just isn't there. Did I mention we don't get much sleep?

Luckily we own a computer and I was able to open up the ole grad school folder and say, "Oh yeah, duh!"

That little tangent was a disclaimer to my next point:
I rarely (or maybe never) come up with novel games or innovative activities.
My goal is to simply keep it fresh. To give the little monkeys a different way to play.  Most of the time it involves moving to a different area and seeing what we can come up with. For example, today's morning activity was (hold on to your seats) "Play Time in Mash's Crib."

If you have a crib in the house, you should try it. They played for 45 minutes which I think translates to about 3 hours adult time.  

I'll try to keep these brilliant inspirations coming.


  1. I know what you mean, Angie. I have to go back and every now and again and re-read that publication Dr. Henry and I did because I forget what it was about. I'm afraid someone will ask me some day and I won't remember. Great post.

  2. Its crazy how time really does fly!