I remember watching Pippi Longstocking and Anne of Green Gables as a kid. I would run around outside and pretend to know them. I wanted a dress from Avolee. I thought that was every girl’s dream.
Fast forward a generation. My daughter doesn’t know any of those stories. It makes me think the generation gap is bigger than I thought. I grew up with such different things. I can’t imagine growing up with all the shows they have now. Everything is so wholesome with morals and lessons everywhere. I had troublemakers and misfits to watch and enjoy, like Tom Sawyer. My kids never seemed to have that.
Today we actually saw a couple shows that amused me. Pippi Longstocking and Anne of Green Gables are back! Of course, they’re in television format, but it’s an improvement. At least kids can grow up with the same wild, creative characters.
Thankfully, my daughter made me smile. She said she had those books and pointed out we’d be reading about Anne this year. It was nice to know she actually cares about books.
In other news, the morning imagination time continued today. The kids were wizards for most of the morning. Next they were fairies. They all played together for a good long while, until I made them come in. Surprisingly, there were no complaints about having to come in. They were pretty cool with it all.
The country life is doing us better with each day. The sun is shining. The weather is nice. We’re really enjoying it out here. The kids went from bored, whining, and fighting to always having something to do. The transformation is magical, just what they needed.