My 3 month old son, The Kid, spent two hours watching tv last night.
I lay him on the floor on a pillow in the lounge, where Luke was watching tv, brought out some toys and started playing with him. It wasn't long before he was distracted by the tv, and shortly thereafter his eyeballs were glued. He watched wrestling with Luke, and snoozed through Eastenders.
I always swore I'd never use television as a babysitter, but I guess that went down the toilet last night. And he's just like Luke, can lie there watching absolute shit without giving a shit.
I might as well go out now and buy him all The Barney The Dinosaur DVDs and maybe even a whole bunch of Teletubbies too....
6 comments:
Thrills, take my word for it: Barney is the Devil incarnate! Spare yourselves the agony of his vile presence in your home. Seriously.
i know, you guys, it was called sarcasm. while i was pregnant i made two vows -
1. no Barney or Teletubbies in The Kid's life.
2. no tv as baby sitter.
as no 2 went out the window, in despair i thought i might as well break no 1 myself, before i'm forced to, or someone else breaks it for me!
ha!
HA!
you know what... damien is and ADHDer- a classically hyperactive impulsive kid- and i prayed, when he was little, that he would veg out in front of the tv... he STILL can NOT sit through an entire sitcom or movie or anything- unless its something he wants to see...
i don't think you're a bad mommy...
snigger
Aaah, the TV - the only reprieve for a single, working mom.
I love my TV.
at least he watched the Animal Planet channel today. learnt all about cheetahs and other big cats.
felt a little less guilty.
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