On Sunday evening I searched through the guide feature on our T.V. to make sure I didn’t miss recording any stellar programming on the DVR over the course of the next week. Sure, some people knit or do papier mache, but my primary hobby is managing the DVR.
And you can laugh if you want, but it is a constant struggle to stay on top of how many episodes of “Olivia” and “Monster Fish” we have recorded, because heaven forbid the DVR gets too full and cuts off the end of the latest “America’s Top Model” marathon, leaving me to always wonder which impossibly skinny model with bad hair won the competition.
My television diligence paid off because the Discovery Channel is re-airing the Planet Earth series all week long. We are fans of Earth here at our house and I knew the minute I saw a Great White Shark leaping out of the water to catch a sea lion in its mouth, I’d found some programming that could keep Caroline entertained for hours.
Sure enough, when she got home from school yesterday she immediately wanted to watch the “Earth movies” and we spent the afternoon painting pictures and watching various living things become part of the food chain. I learned more in two hours than I’ve learned in the last fifteen years and now my head is spinning with the knowledge that a sand dollar is actually a skeleton as opposed to just a dollar made out of sand.
Needless to say, I can’t really form any cohesive paragraphs in light of the fact that my mind has been completely blown by all the wonders of nature.
In fact, while we were watching, Caroline was inspired to paint a duck.
A rainbow.
Some flowers.
And to turn herself into a mountain cat.