Don’t tell me pruning isn’t therapeutic.
I’ve been going to town on our front yard. Yesterday I was getting rid of weeds from one side of the yard, all these fiddly, annoying, tiny weeds that take all this major wrist action to rip out.
But then I went to the other side of the yard, along the fence, and there were these HUGE MOFO weeds… and yet they came out so easily.
When I told Hubbie last night he said “of course, the soil is softer there.”
Ahhh. That explains it.
So today I returned to the fence side of the yard.
It was soooo satisfying.
I ripped out ALL the weeds alongside the fence. They were massive, and I got them ALL OUT.
After such a massive effort, I went inside, had my babycino and coffee break with baby girl…
And then we sat on the couch, to relax and Netflix.
I was really excited, because not only was it a show I was really curious to see, but I thought it might also kind of interest baby girl.
The Babysitters Club!
When I heard the popular book series that I started reading in the 90s, was coming to the small screen via Netflix, I didn’t actually think I would watch it.
Would it suit me, NOW? This 30-something year old (emphasis on ‘something’) watching some early teen girls go through childhood woes and crushes while looking after little kids?
But then I actually read an article saying that older folk (ahem) would enjoy going back and reminiscing about the characters they loved delving into back then, while also appealing to the new middle-grade, tween audience.
I know baby girl is only 6, but I felt it might be something we could meet in the middle with, and enjoy together.
I loved Ann M. Martin’s books growing up. I still have original books from the series, stashed upstairs in a box, and I told baby girl today that one day she could read them too.
I gained a lot of joy along with many other things, from reading the series growing up. This led to me appreciating the form of the story, the development of the story arc, engaged in watching the characters grow, and the sheer joy of writing which I obviously developed over the years.
The verdict from the show? I actually LOVED it. Baby girl enjoyed it too, though she asked many questions, like at the start, “where is the Babysitters Club?”
“They haven’t started it yet honey.” (In the first two minutes!)
There are plenty of themes of friendship, some mention of boys, the issues of blended families AND even the hints of eating disorders, which I know to be true to the original, because I remember coming across the theme in the books I read so long ago.
A great Netflix watch, it’s light-hearted for the younger girls in your life… or just for those of us wanting a trip down memory lane…