A Little Bit Ashamed to Admit, but Not So Much I’m Keeping It All to Self

– My mother-in-law left today after a week’s homestay with us. She loved Madigan to pieces, as demonstrated by her morning ritual of swaddling the infant under numerous blankets and exposing her to multiple hours a day of classical music. Anytime I turned on the televizzle – even just to check the weather for 8.5 seconds – my mother-in-law would scoonch out of the range of the television. She said she doesn’t believe in exposing a child under age 2 to television. Now, I’m not going to dispute that the boob tube is all healthy for body and mind, but it was slightly hilarious to see my mother-in-law take cover as soon as I would touch the remote control, as if huge flaming, radiating orbs of brain blight were going to shoot out of the screen at the touch of a button. Needless to say, I didn’t watch a single program in the span of a week. Needless to say even further, by the time mother-in-law was boarding the plane, I had already logged a good hour with Oprah, while breastfeeding, and there’s probably something egregiously unparental about that. Heh. Good thing I got that out of my system and will never EVER be tempted to do that again.

– I want to see “College Road Trip.” By that, I don’t mean I hope that sometime I am hanging out with my cousins for whom that movie is age-appropriate and I get the chance to catch a few minutes of the movie to see if there are any funny parts. I mean that I want to go to CVS and buy 2/$1.00 candy, per usual, and then go to Loew’s on The Common and buy an adult ticket from the kiosk, per usual, and then I want to sit in a dark theatre with my feet up on the seat in front of me, per usual, and then I want to watch Martin Lawrence and Raven Simone on a big screen with surround sound and have myself some laughs.

– I’m trying to stay away from white flour and refined sugars so I can rebound from nine months of Important Consumer Research in Trans Fats. (Study concluded – they’re allll bad and therefore alllll good.) Tomorrow I may work up the courage to post a picture of the toll this research has taken on my body. For now, I’m keeping that image to self.

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Kendraspondence is the personal mischief of Kendra Stanton Lee.


  1. The TV is your friend when you have a baby, that’s why they invented Baby Einstein videos. 😉 And when I have a really pissed off crying baby in my arms (as has been known to happen when my darling godchild is separated from her mother) and nothing will make the sobs stop but the TV? I am not looking that gift horse in the mouth.

  2. Haaaa… naughty, naughty girl. I love the image of you parked on the couch before M-I-L’s plane had probably left the runway. 😉

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