Jillian
Anything that’s on television that isn’t animated is dubbed hosible by Ivy, which is her way of referring to General Hospital. She’s figured out that real people on any show (except Jon and Cake, as she calls it) is something that she doesn’t want to watch. Generally, my time to watch whatever show I’ve decided worthwhile is in the morning while I’m getting ready for work. Usually, it’s before the girls are up, but this past Wednesday, as I was watching The Biggest Looser, Ivy woke up early. Iris and Nick were still asleep, so it was just the two of us, eating our breakfast on the yellow table (our coffee table, which is actually light brown). Ivy had finished her cook (a cereal bar) and had moved on to a cookie (graham cracker). Ivy doesn’t usually watch any television with rapt attention unless it’s Bado (The Incredibles) or Mucket (Wallace and Grommit and the Curse of the Were Rabbit). As I sat sipping my coffee watching Jillian beat someone into submission (in case you don’t