Wednesday, November 04, 2009

play therapy

I am not always good at getting down on the floor and playing with the kids, but yesterday it was badly needed. I was sitting on the couch catching a little Giada break when Dom set the printer on my lap. I decided to turn off the TV and play in the basement with the kids. In all honesty I was folding a little laundry on the side, but I was trying.
At one point Amata pulled out the tunnel and after a few minutes it was my turn to crawl through. I couldn't. My debilitating claustrophobia took hold. I tried a few times, but alas I could not get through the six foot tunnel. Moments later my brave kids were wrestling in that cavern that I could not even enter. At one point Amata was pinned and needed release and I said "All done Niki!" What? Why in this intense moment of claustrocraziness did my sister's name emerge from somewhere in my psyche?

3 comments:

The Bellweathers said...

perhaps she pinned you as a youngin' and that situation brought it all back!

momjo said...
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momjo said...

Too funny! Was Domi inflicting drool torture (aunt Niki's favorite)? :)