Man, having your seven-year old niece stay with you is one tiring experience. This is a case where my needs come way after hers. We’ve been having fun, but it’s also not been a prime experience for either of us. You see, I have grasshoppers out front.
Yes, grasshoppers, full of evil intent, jumping up obviously to attack little seven-year old girls. Sigh.
The hike through the woods was a bust. After all, there’s things that crawl, fly, flitter, and make buzzing noises. My niece is afraid of bugs, so nature, while pretty, is also a pretty awful place to walk through.
I did get her out to Sunset Crater and Wupatki. She liked both…except for the bugs. We’d be walking along enjoying the views, and she’d all of a sudden say in a very quiet voice, “Let’s go back.” I finally got her to admit that it was due to a nearby fly or bee.
The funny part of all this is what she did enjoy: repeated viewings of my Liza with a Z dvd. I don’t know how many times I got to hear “I Gotcha” or “Ring them Bells” as she watched them over and over. This is one thing my niece and I have in common; we love the idea of singing and dancing on stage. I know that she’s storing up some of the Bob Fosse choreography that Liza Minnelli was doing. She’s going to spring out some high kicks and shoulder shrugs during a dance sometime and shock everyone.
I also got introduced to the worst TV show in the world. Hastings had a special on rentals for kids’ videos and I let her check out several dvds. Have you seen the Olson twins TV show, So Little Time? Oh. My. God. It is the worst written show I’ve ever seen, but it’s the acting and horrid laugh track that has my jaw hanging. What a stinkeroo. I took my niece to her cousin’s yesterday, so had last night and today on my own and I had to do it: I watched the rest of the shows on the dvd. It became entertaining to see how bad the plots and acting could be. A show that makes Taylor Negron uninteresting has some deep suckiness to it (he’s the girls’ Puerto Rican nanny). I know all things Mary-Kate and Ashley mean a lot to little girls, but couldn’t they at least create something less…oh, what’s the right word…shitty?
Anyway, today is the day to do homework and maybe catch a movie in a nice air-conditioned theater. It’s hot and humid and the rain just isn’t falling enough to cool things down. I’m thinking of seeing Pirates of the Caribbean: Dead Man’s Chest.
I may have my niece back with me tomorrow, but we are playing it by ear. She may want to stay with her cousin (though they usually end up fighting after too long a time), she may want me to take her home, or she may want to stay here. My cat Lulu sells the last option. Very shy, she finally allowed my niece to hold her. A sweet cat makes up for jumping grasshoppers and makes my place more palatable. Well, we’ll see.