There are rabbits all over our yard and yet the DOG who is supposed to be a CARNIVORE is napping in the shade and eating raspberries out of my garden. We also have mice around our house, but the dog doesn't seem to mind them terribly. I don't care that he enthusiastically greets us every time we roll in the driveway. He's as happy to see us as he is to see the UPS man or our neighbors. Having now lived with a cat and a dog, I can only say my skepticism of devout dog lovers continues to grow ...
The dry weather means NO mosquitoes (heaven!) but we've got prolific amounts of WASPS. One stung my arm a couple days ago and it's still all puffy and itchy.
My children are alternately fighting or bored. I should start wearing black and white striped shirts and a whistle around my neck. Their work ethic is deplorable. All they want to do is lay around watching TV or playing video games. It's a full time job keeping them off-screen. I know a lady who cancelled cable for the summer and I think she's brilliant. What did we do during summer vacation back in the olden days, before 150 channels and video games and the internet? I don't ever remember being BORED as a kid--was I? I remember swimming and hanging out with friends and reading books and riding my bike. My kids have a pool, pals, books and bikes--so is this a boy thing or something else?
The more my kids push to watch TV and play video games, the more I push back by refusing to entertain them with trips and treats. Why should I reward their whining with a trip to the zoo or an amusement park? I'm thinking they need some austerity to better appreciate the simple pleasures in life. We're redefining "Summer Fun" as trips to the library, the occasional ice cream cone, maybe a movie rental one night. Am I being too harsh? Or preventing them from becoming entitled, spoiled, selfish brats?
Also, I've realized Mr. G doesn't know any strokes despite knowing perfectly well how to swim, so we've got to work on that.
On a hopeful note, the Supreme Court showed some common sense and decency yesterday. And I've discovered the joy of reading Penelope Lively.