When it’s raining (every summer afternoon in Florida) or it’s too dang hot, the kids have to keep themselves busy inside. I let them have free range, within reason, as long as they clean up after themselves and they don’t do anything that might put them in the hospital, because things like that really put a cramp in my day. Totally Annoying.
Sometimes they create a whole new living room.
I tried to figure out a way to trim the complete pig stye that surrounds the “new” living room out of the photo, but sadly I couldn’t do it without trimming heads. I just had to swallow my pride and show disaster house the way it is.
Sometimes, they like to create a whole new dining room. I prefer interior design as a way to get them to eat lettuce as opposed to watching Popeye, which makes them try to punch each other’s lights out to try out their newly acquired muscles. Don’t get me wrong, sometimes I’ll do whatever it takes to get them to eat healthy and if knocking each other unconscious is what it takes, well…………
Sometimes they like to pretend they’re roasting marshmellows by the fire in the great outdoors. They even have a Garrenbush to accent the campground.
I like to pretend that I don’t get involved in or direct my kids play activites in any way because I don’t want to influence them or stifle their creativity, but the reality is, I’m just plain lazy.
