Life Lessons from the Hallmark Channel
I don’t have a lot of free time. Taking a moment to do something purely enjoyable for myself just doesn’t happen very often. I’ve learned to grab a little joy when I can, namely while simultaneously stress-working, worrying about the day ahead, and folding laundry after everyone has gone to bed. This is time I allow myself to put on some mindless entertainment that doesn’t require me to spend too much of the attention needed to finish my projects. This is why my beloved Hallmark movies are the perfect selection--they’re fun, wholesome, and formulaic enough to give only a percentage of my focus and still enjoy. During this time, I’ve learned a lot of life lessons. Due to the sheer quantity of movies I’ve seen, I’ve become something of an expert on the Hallmark Life in Hallmarkland. I’d like to share some of these shiny pearls of wisdom that I’ve learned from this excellent family programming.
10 Surefire Ways to Get Your Kids to Come Running
Children love playing games. Whether playing hide ‘n seek, or engaged in an entertaining round of “chase-me-around-the-kitchen-table- before-you-force-me-to-put-on-pants,” there is little more frustrating than trying to physically locate and/or contain a child in your own home. And, as many parents have learned, it is extremely difficult to apprehend a child that does not want to be caught. Years of experience have shown that the best way to gather children is to play by a different set of rules—you must get the child to come to you. So the next time you need to get ready for church, or the doctor’s office, or even if you’re just checking up after extended periods of suspicious silence, try these surefire tactics to make even the most stubborn child magically appear:
You Are Here
I remember the day it changed. I changed. The day I officially snapped. The week before I was due with my third child, I had to return something at Best Buy and because of whatever market research they’ve done that tells them their customers need a flatbed/dolly for large appliances more than a regular basket that holds small items (or say, an additional child), I had to hold each of my then two toddlers by the hand with the box tucked under my arm. I stood in what was an unusually long line and my kids fought that day like two angry, wet cats. So while one was ripping items from nearby shelves and the other was catching the jelly-leg syndrome toddlers get when they don’t get their way, and I was struggling to hold them each by one hand with my huge pregnant belly, I remember thinking, “How in the world will I ever be able to handle three?”
I saw a video on Facebook the other day called Mexican Hacks. It featured a young man chronicling his experience with Mexican cultural quirks that he jokingly explained were ruining his life. It was funny, but it also made me think of all the things I do in my own home that might be labeled under the “black experience” and would be funny to share with others. So, I made my own list of black hacks--let’s call them #blahacks. Or, let’s not.