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Karin is currently vacuuming the dining room and singing as she goes, dressed in her outside fleece sweater, snowpants and spiderman woolen hat. Perhaps child labor is the answer to all our problems.

Just got the hall closet partly cleaned out and keep wondering, where do we get all this STUFF from? Every nook, cranny, cupboard, drawer and closet in this house is STUFFED with stuff. It's as if when you move to a bigger space, your stuff automatically expands wwwwwhhhhuuump! to fill the space so you gain nothing by moving if more space was one of your reasons for doing so.

Martin has been listening to a CD of children's songs by Tom Chapin that my mom got the kids for Christmas and has been particularly interested in one song that talks about a dog and the fact that he shouldn't chase skunks or porcupines, etc. Since there are neither skunks nor porcupines in Sweden, Martin isn't all that familiar with them, although he does have a Beanie Baby skunk. He thought porcupines must be like a hedgehog, so we looked them up together yesterday online so he could see the differences.

I'm re-reading Rita Mae Brown's Six of One, which is my favorite of her books. Books I've read before always go faster during rereadings. I've been thinking about books a lot lately, and some of the phases I went through as I was growing up. I read widely, even as a child. At certain points I would get interested in a particular genre and read everything I could get my hands on: mysteries (Encyclopedia Brown! Agatha Christie), harlequin romances, war comics, Eager and Nesbit, English boarding school YA fiction. For a couple of years, as an adolescent, I was particularly fascinated by ghost stories and even at school, would prop my current chillers inside my textbooks so that the teacher wouldn't know I was reading for pleasure "on the job." The Golden Arm and The Monkey's Paw, in particular, freaked me out and probably helped me decide as an adult that I didn't need to go see scary movies because I don't need that stuff in my head. My imagination did plenty to fill my head on its own, thank you very much. There was also a short story by Alfred Hitchcock, directed at a reader (you) sitting in a cozy room, while something stalked and finally pounced, the name of which escapes me, but the thought of which still gives me a good shiver.
mood: tired
music: Lowen & Navarro—She Said No


Oooh, I love Rita Mae Brown, and Six of One is hilarious!

I know what you mean about your stuff expanding -- when we moved into our house, we marveled about how huge it was. Now, a year-and-a-half later, we lament our lack of space. *sigh*

Keep her moving and try to tire her out, that's the solution. I don't know also how you feel about sweet stuff in your house (and even the hidden sweet stuff in a LOT of seemingly harmless food), but I had a nephew that would positively bounce off the walls after ONE malted milk ball. So rationing anything with sugar and caffeine (also lurking in tons of things) after about, say, 5 p.m. might continue with Karin's "rehabilitation".

We're trying :) She pitched a fit and fell in it at skating school today and refused to go the ice. Anders gave up after 20 minutes and they came back home. Then she had another fit when Anders took Martin to go swimming (promised because Karin had been skating 3x with daddy). sigh!! We were at a friend's house for dinner and because she slept in the car nearly the whole way there (argh) she's having trouble going to sleep now. So, I suspect I'll be sitting in there reading in a few minutes. :P

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