I’ve seen the writing on the wall for some time now. I knew something had to be done, I just haven’t been ready. But it’s time. My son watches too much tv. I sit around too much. Even the baby is getting restless. I was able to ignore it for awhile. He was watching PBS mostly – shows like Sesame Street and Word World that were promoting a love of learning and reading and helping him learn new things. But lately he’s been too attached to that darn boob tube – crying when we turn it off. Tantrums. It isn’t healthy.
And this fall PBS changed their line up in Wisconsin, putting on shows during the day that are so boring and above MM’s head, causing me to change the channel to god help me Playhouse Disney or Nick Jr or putting movies on – and I realized today that this must be life’s way of telling me – turn off the tv. There’s nothing worth watching here. So I’ve decided to stop ignoring what’s obvious and make a change.
Tomorrow we are doing something different. After we’ve had breakfast and the baby has had a good feeding, I’m packing some snacks for MM and myself and we’re walking to the park. I’ll get in some exercise, MM will get to run around and play like kids are supposed to do and maybe the baby will enjoy the change of scenery. We’ll come home for lunch and hopefully a nap? God help me if it rains tomorrow.