If you spend any time at all on Facebook, you’ve seen the “Pick Your Five…” lists. People either love them or they hate them. Sometimes it’s both. I’m not sure why we do them. Does anyone really care which five countries I would most love to see? Which five albums I could listen to all the way through? The five things I never leave the house without? And to me, the funniest ones — five people you had posters of as a kid or the five things I want to have with me when aliens attack. Some things we just don’t need to know, right?
But I will confess, I’m one of the offenders. The lists suck me in. I get an itching to share. Maybe that’s why I blog.
Last night was the worst. I did five lists. To my credit, I only posted three. I chose the five cities in which I have lived, the five things I never leave the house without (couldn’t resist “cat hair”) and my five fears.
I think we should come up with some new “fives.” Maybe you can help me out. What kinds of fives would you like to share?
Five favorite verses?
Five “momisms” you say on a daily basis?
Five desserts you cannot resist?
Five worst toys to step on in a dark hallway? (I vote for legos! Ouch!)
Five reasons your kids have declared you the “meanest mom EVER!”
Five things that make you feel loved?
Your turn… What are YOUR fives?
Or, answer one of the above lists! C’mon folks… it’s all about sharing. You know you’re itching to, right?
As for the worst toy to step on barefooted in the dark I’d have to go for a Gastonia, it’s a spiky dinosaur. Of course I don’t have kids so it’s not a problem, but at CAP I have had kids hit each other with this toy and it definitely leaves a mark.
I must also admit that I love pick 5, and flair and anything else where you can share your favorites. If you post it you can bet I read it.
Ouch! That does sound painful. Another bad one — hairbrushes from my little ponies! Yikes.