I didn't think life without TV would be so rough, but we are really struggling around here! It is very difficult to not cave and turn the TV on when I just need a few minutes' peace. It is also very difficult to not watch the Olympics (seriously, whose great idea was it to start this experiment in the middle of the Olympics?), or Big Brother, or even just some random thing on the History Channel for the sole purpose of vegging. Yesterday was an exceptionally rough day for the boys, and I have something to admit:
I caved yesterday.
I could not handle the arguing, the whining, the tantrums, and the general disrespect in the house, so I cheerfully declared that it was time for a movie!
I had Ben choose a movie (Twenty Trucks. He hasn't watched that since he was three.), and down we went to watch it in the basement, where our old dinosaur TV is hooked up to its rabbit ears. It's also hooked up to the X-box, which plays DVDs.
God had another plan, though. The DVD was scratched up and wouldn't play. But did I take that as a sign and decide that we (they) weren't going to watch a movie? Noooooooooooo. I told Ben to go find another movie.
He came back with Prodigal Pig, a cute little cartoon about a pig who wants to take his inheritance early from Farmer Brown and leave the farm to go be a big-shot musician in the city. It has a great moral message, and even better, it automatically repeats itself!
Friends, we watched that movie until LUNCHTIME! And by we, I still mean they. I did things like put dinner in the crockpot and check Facebook and play with the baby when she got up from her nap. It was glorious!
I have another secret....
Scott and I watched the Olympics in bed last night.
Eeeeekkk!! I felt like a child breaking the rules. It was exhilarating!
I might just cave again today. Maybe. If I can't think of enough creative things for the boys to do.