My son brought me the dvd case to “the Muppet Show” this morning. Thoroughly neglecting the huge pile of to-fold laundry on the loveseat, sat down with him and watched…and laughed…and sang…
and danced. Elton John/crocodile rock. Swedish chef chasing the chicken. Boy it was nice to really take that time out. TV might not qualify to some as quality time – but we had a great time.