In horror, I rounded the corner at the bottom of the
staircase, looking at my television and playrooms. The entire floor was covered with a mix of
kid chairs, pillows, water noodles, and toy swords laid horizontally across
objects to serve as barriers. I’d only
just been upstairs loading the dishwasher.
How had the room gotten so bad so fast?
Then again, with five kids, my family has a destructive force rivaling a
tornado.
I watched in mild shock and great amazement as the kids
ran one after the other counterclockwise around the room jumping over some
barriers and crawling under others.
“What are you doing?” I asked, really quite unsure.
“It’s ‘Ninja Warrior’ stage 2,” my youngest son cried as he
jumped a make-shift hurdle.
My kids don’t just watch television, they reenact it.
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