At Least Henry is starting to understand my view of TV. It is a battle everyday, because Henry would just assume, sit in front of the TV with drool dripping out of his half open mouth and lack of brain cell stimulation, then actually DO anything. I am not sure what this is all about. My girls I could easily dissuade from the whole TV addiction, but with Henry it is a daily occurrence.
He will watch ANYTHING. If I am watching congress on TV he will sit and stare… it is a little disconcerting.
I have told him that he can watch a limit of two shows a day and they have to be approved shows that are somewhat educational…although I have to admit that PBS claims that Curious George teaches science concepts, but I am pretty sure that he is only filling Henry with ideas of how to make me more insane.
This morning Henry was up for not more than 10 minutes before he asked for TV. I said, lets hold off and get breakfast and the girls to the bus first.
He looked at me blankly, as if I may NOT have heard him…
Then more insistently he said in his best teenager, I know more than you, and I am so tired of having to live with you voice:
“No Moooom, I want to watch an edgicalcashional show...”
There are some days I think I should just give up and sit him in front of the TV and rest…because he makes me tired…so very tired…all within minutes of his waking.
About Me
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- PIE
- Maine, United States
- I used PIE, my nickname. When I was born, my father said "poor little pie face, she is so ugly no one will want to marry her, she will keep us warm in our old age." Yes it is true, and it stuck...so now, I am known as pie. This is how my journey started…NICE. I am a SAHM...which explains my brand of crazy. I live in Maine, just had another kid, and am feeling like I need to relocate to a shoe. My brother in-law and my sister convinced me that somehow, my life may be interesting to the masses…my secret thought is, as I sit at the bar in their house telling them about my life, they are thinking, “she is one crazy MoFo.” So this could just be their way of documenting it before they drop me off at the door of an institution. None the less, I have decided to give blogging a try. I do, however, worry that I will become the target of a seek and destroy mission led by my in-laws if I mention them too much, I am treading on thin ice as it is :-) Ultimately, writing about my screwed up life, I know I am eventually going to insult someone. So consider this a disclaimer and it is just going to have to cover it for the length of time that I decide to torture you all with my blog
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