The Menchildren and I are taking the day off. We didn’t go running this morning (scheduled rest day). We didn’t go to music class (Manchild 1 slept in too late). We didn’t get out to do the laundry until 1:00 (Manchild 2 took a 3 hour nap — unheard of!). We are watching Ratatouille for the nth time (it is Manchild 1’s favorite . . . the rats creep me out). It is still hot out and still humid, and yet I still turned the oven up to 450 for 45 minutes just so we could have delicious bread for dinner. I have only had 2 otter pops today (actually, they are fla.vor.ice but otter pops sounds better), but I’m looking forward to some homemade pumpkin ice cream later.
Just fyi, I’m not a big fan of letting my kids watch movies very often, although I sometimes have a hard time remembering why. Like right now, Manchild 1 is completely oblivious to the fact that his little brother demolished his train of little cars, something that elicits shrieking and whining and begging for the removal of the crawler on most occasions. It is lovely for Manchild 2 to be able to wander and explore unmolested while Manchild 1 giggles at the antics of a cooking rat. Sure, I’d rather they play together, or that Manchild 1 draw pictures or build things, but it isn’t going to kill him to watch a movie once in a while. Imaginative activities are preferable, but so is peace, quiet, and sanity. If it is a choice between me losing my patience and feeling guilty about letting the kids watch a show, I’m going to pick the show. At least some of the time.
What are your thoughts on children and screen time? I grew up in a home where tv-watching was criminal behavior and planned to loosen things up a little bit for my own kids, but I’m having a hard time figuring out the balance. Any insights?