I plopped down on the couch after school pick up this afternoon, tired, uninspired and still feeling ‘ugh.’
There is no worse feeling than feeling – ‘UGH.’
I channel surfed. I soon, amazingly, saw that an episode of Angel was to be starting shortly.
Angel? What, MY Angel? I’ve said it so many times before but I’ll say it again: when you see a show on TV that you have in your DVD collection, for some reason there is an intense urge to WATCH IT IMMEDIAELY ON TV…. even as like I said, you can watch it on demand whenever you like…
Because you have your own copy.
But as always, I started to watch. I had to do dinner…
But, stuff that. I kept on watching.
Baby girl happened across a fight scene, and I tried to quickly change the channel – not so much for the violence, it was more about these kinds of faces –
She was onto me though, and asked to watch it, but I said it was a grown up show that Mummy used to watch and tried to steer her away.
However she came in again towards the last 10 minutes… and this time I went ‘stuff it.’
(I won parenting today).
I warned her though! I said “I don’t want you having nightmares!”
“You can leave if you get scared.”
“You know this is all pretend, it’s pretend okay?”
She excitedly sat next to me and got comfy in the couch, and so I began the Angel world-building…
“That’s a bad guy. Don’t worry Angel is trying to kill him. He’s bad. He’s a vampire.”
“Angel is a vampire too, but he’s a good vampire.”
“Honestly don’t worry about that guy. He’s bad.”
“That’s how vampires die… don’t freak out! It’s just dust.”
… and so her introduction to Angel was born. ♥