Whenever I am feeling especially smothered by my children, imagining I would rather eat rancid potatoes than face the 5 o’clock witching hour, I can look back on the past month (or more) and realize that my children have been watching way too little TV.
As in, they’ve gotten their weekly Friday Night Movie Night movie and nothing else. No sanity-saving computer, no daily Little-Einsteins-so-Mommy-can-shower-alone. No ds or Xbox or wii or iPad time or whatever screen time the cool kids have now.
I could feel smug about that, but I’d rather have a couple hours of quiet. (And I’d rather have something to bribe/threaten them with other than “You can’t play pretend until your dishes are done!”)
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