Feeling Smart

I love to read. I am also a wannabe New Yorker. To my credit, I spent one semester in college at Columbia University and I just adored the city. I would have stayed longer but I was having a problem getting my credits to transfer. I loved hopping on a subway and getting lost downtown. Living in LA, I feed my NY craving by getting The New York Times every morning on my doorstep. There is nothing like getting the kiddies situated and then spreading out the paper so that they can climb all over it as I attempt to pretend to know what is going on in the world. Mudd has taken to grabbing fistfuls of the paper and then ripping them ever so gently. Jam wants to look at the cell phone ads on the back cover, and gets furious when I try to fold up the paper. But, I haven't given up. In the playroom, as the paper is spread out every which way, Jam sits on the very article that I am reading and runs his Hot Wheels along the edge of the columns. Someone suggested that I read the paper online when the kids are napping, or even wait to read the paper at another time, but I love opening up the paper first thing in the morning and seeing how far I can get. It's a little game I play with Jam, Mudd, and my thirsty brain.