Sunday, April 27, 2008


Since a few of you have pointed out that Grant's love of tv is probably inherited, I thought I'd talk about my love of tv!  I love tv.  I'm not ashamed to admit it.  I think tv is one of the greatest inventions ever.  I think I have always been a tv lover.  From the times that I would cry when Mr Rogers would say goodbye at the end of his show, to cheering when Jim kissed Pam on the season ender of The Office.  As I type this I'm watching and thoroughly enjoying a show about a potential serial killer that works for the police- thanks Mel!  I'm not a fan of much daytime tv (just an occasional Ellen, Oprah and the beloved Cosby Show re-runs!), but come evening time I'm in for the long haul.  We don't have cable or satellite but I can make do with network tv.  It's probably a good thing we don't because I would probably get stuck watching HGTV all night long.

An interesting dilemma I'm facing now is tv watching and kids.  Even though I love tv so much I don't want my kids watching all the time.  I do my own personal watching when Scotty is napping or after he's gone to bed at night.  Any tv watching during the day is PBS for Scotty.  I was doing pretty good with letting Scotty watch a few of his favorite PBS shows and that was all, but then Grant was born.  Then tv became an entertainer when I was exhausted.  Then as Grant got older and we fell into our new routine I had to cut back on the tv watching for Scotty.  Poor guy.  No more endless stream of Curious George, Arthur, Dragon Tales, Super Why and Clifford.  I was proud the other day when we had the tv on and Scotty turned it off and said "Let's play Mommy!"  Maybe even with my bad habits I'm still able to teach Scotty a better way.