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Carol Perkins: The Lizard in the Playroom

Animal rights and native Metcalfe Co., KY instinct collide when Carol Perkins discovers that the toy lizard is not a toy, after all
The next earlier Carol Perkins story, I Love Love Songs

By Carol Perkins

What's in your house? Have you looked around and wondered where all the stuff came from while you were living your life and piling it up? I feel sorry for my children when they have to get rid of my accumulation, but at the same time, I want them to know what is valuable to me and what is not.



When my children and I were having a rare conversation around the dining room table after everyone else had moved on to something else, I looked in the China cabinet and began telling them about different pieces. "See that bowl? It was your great-great grandmother's, so don't throw it away even though it looks bad."

Then I went on, "See that globe lamp? I don't know what happened to the top, but it belonged to your great-great grandfather so don't throw it away."

Jon looked at me curiously and said, "I know what you can do, Mama. Take about a month and go through the house labeling things. Then we'll know what to do."

"Smart aleck" I replied.

The firepit for the patio looks good - in front of the couch

I took a look around today and realized that there are some things in my house that others might find amusing or puzzling. I have a firepit in the den that Guy decided to put together to see how it is going to look when he builds a stone patio this summer to put it on. It looks good in front of the couch.

I have a baby bed in the living room against the wall near the piano. To make room for the bed, I had to shove all the furniture to one end of the room. I don't need the bed now, and eventually it will go to the basement, but it may be months before Guy moves it.

In my office is a bunk bed, which will be there until the grandsons' legs are too long for the mattresses. It is surrounded by computers and printers and book cases. This mix would not win a home show prize, but when I look at it I think of the boys talking to each other instead of sleeping.

The lizard in the playroom

My greatest find recently and something I am quite sure you don't have in your house jolted three children and two adults. When Judy (my lifelong friend) brought her three young nieces and nephews to visit during Christmas, I took them to the playroom in the basement. I heard Judy, the first one down the steps, say, "Oh, look, she has a toy lizard on the couch." The three children surrounded it. I looked too, because I had no memory of ever having a toy lizard.

It was holding to the skirt of the couch with all fours and frozen as if it were rubber. Before I could say anything, she leaned over to get it and it shot off the couch, which instigated a screaming match. She managed somehow to trap it under her shoe; step on it actually with the intent to kill, but then four-year-old Jane began screaming, "Don't kill the lizard. Lizards are our friends." Where do kids hear this stuff?

While Judy held the lizard down with her shoe, I found a box to scoop it up in. When I leaned over close to her shoe, I visualized the thing jumping in my face, so she held the box, let the lizard dash inside, and took it outside, all the time with Jane yelling, "DON'T KILL THE LIZARD."

Fear was that the mama was not away

My fear was that the mama was not far away. How did that critter get in my basement? I began a search. I will find relatives when I run my hand down in a box or a bag of clothes. That will be when one of us will be dead.

What is in your house? Lizards? Junk? Papers piled up you planned to read? Magazines that you just can't part with because you might read them someday? Do you have clothes in closets taking up space and collecting dust? Shoes you haven't worn in years? Every year I plan to get rid of what I don't use, but I never know when I might need it. I guess the cleaning out will be left to the children. I better start labeling.

(email Carol at cperkins@scrtc.com. Her book, Let's Talk About, is available at Ivy Bookstore, 402 Rogers RD, Glasgow, KY)


This story was posted on 2010-02-21 04:35:10
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