Lisa and Daughter

Tomorrow is Wednesday, also known as the day that Grace and I fight over whether I get to watch Sanford and Son reruns on tv. “That’s not a show for a 4-year-old,” you might think, judgmentally. And you’d think wrong.

That’s because Sanford and Son has much to teach an innocent young preschooler.

1. The dangers of ripple overindulgence

2. The fact that, once she is in the real world, she will indeed encounter some Big Dummies.

Anyway, every Wednesday I try to persuade her to watch the show and every Wednesday I am brutally rebuffed.

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Sick

Last week we were supposed to take the kids to see That Damned Rat (also known as Chuck E Cheese), but instead I was laid out on my parents’ couch, a feverish mess.

That’s what I get, I guess, for getting cocky about being the only family I knew who hadn’t been struck down by the flu. The kids didn’t get as sick as I was, but they did get high fevers and Grace got an ear infection.

What did i do while we were down and out? I played about 50 million games of solitaire on my phone and watched 2 million hours of Good Times and Golden Girls reruns. I also cried a few times (I don’t handle being sick very well). The kids are pretty much experts on any and all television shows aimed at entertaining preschoolers.

My parents, who took care of us, now have colds. Sorry, Pop Pop and Grandma.