Where do you eat your Sunday afternoon meal? In our house, we thought (actually, it all happened by chance) that it would be fun to eat lunch on the kitchen floor.
It started because I placed Nora on the floor, while I got the older kids sandwiches made.
It wasn't long until the other kids joined her on the floor for an impromptu indoor picnic.
You'll notice that one child is missing. She took her picnic outside. There's always one that marches to their own beat.
And that was just the beginning of our silliness for the day.
Our next bit of silliness comes from a crazy new fad called silly bands. Heard of them? No? Well, I'm sure it won't be long before your children ages 4-18 are asking for them. I hadn't heard of them until about a week ago. Olivia told me about them. Her description, "Mom, they are like hair bands, but in the shape of things, like cars, animals, food. And you wear them on your wrist." Needless to say, I was less than impressed. Sounded kinda, pointless. A couple of days ago Olivia came in the house with one on her wrist, a neighborhood boy gave her one. Over the course of a couple of days, she had been given a hand full. Then last night at a fundraiser event, she saw a friend and went to talk to her. She came back with a new silly band, that she traded with this friend. So, I guess the point, isn't just that you wear color, shaped rubber bands on your wrists. They are for giving away and trading. . .I think. Still sounded kinda pointless to me, but if they are giving them away and trading them, they are learning life skills. . .right?
Regardless, I caved to the fad and searched high and low so my kids arms could look like this.
On the arm, they don't look like much. Here's what they look like off arm.
Can you guess what they are? And the two red triangle thingys are different.
The kids organizing and trading.
There was such a small selection at the store I was in, that I had to settle for an open package of fast food bands and Yankees bands. Or, as my husband calls it, the Evil Empire. And, he has trained Garrett well. When G saw the Yankees symbol, he said, "Yuck!" And didn't take any of those for his collection.
More trading.
There was some complaining about who had what and how many one kid had over the other. I threatened to take them away for good, and Olivia said, "That's what Aunt Bev told Nick and Sarah (ages 11 and 13)." Like I said, a fad. I don't quite get it, but then again, what was the big deal about jellies??
