So go grab a cup of coffee and a donut, ahem, I mean a low-fat muffin, or depending on the time of the day maybe some wine and chocolate, and sit back and enjoy the story!
It was well past her bedtime at a recent family celebration. My daughter – fueled by chocolate cake and ice cream – squealed in delight as her Uncle chased after her around our living room. Giggles and full belly laughs made the evening feel even more festive until she shouted – with hands on hips, mind you – “Watch out before I punch you out!” My husband and I exchanged wide eyes as the rest of there room erupted in laughter. She’s the only grandchild, so I’m sure you can imagine the kind of attention she’s used to getting. And at that moment? She was reveling in the response from the family.
I tend to forget that my little girl is only four years old. She should be making mud pies, painting on butcher paper, or tending to her baby dolls. She should be outside riding her bike with the neighbor kids. She should be hanging from monkey bars and turning cartwheels. Instead, she’s often saddled up on the couch consumed by a television show geared for 7 and 8 year olds. Hence, the sassy threat of violence toward her Uncle who only dotes on her.
And it’s totally my fault.
I’m guilty of getting caught up in my own agenda and pursing my own hobbies and dreams and some days a preschooler doesn’t fit into that equation. Don’t get me wrong…I love my child. Love. But sometimes this mommy just wants an hour or two to peruse the internet, write something, make a phone call to a friend – whatever. And my solution? The idiot box.
It used to just be the usual fare of Dora, Mickey Mouse Clubhouse, and Clifford. Somehow though that turned into a slew of age-inappropriate programming. I’m pretty sure it comes from my intolerance of cartoons. In my defense, it’s not like she’s watching “Jersey Shore.” I mean, after her infamous plead of “no more guidos” I didn’t have any other choice than to find something tamer. Regardless, the tween shows are full of mouthy backtalk and I am witness to its influence on my kid.
Can I stop this runaway train and do I really even want to? You tell me what is worse: a sassy four year old or a frazzled 37 year old at her wits end?
And there you have it. The exact reason that I’ve cut WAY BACK on blogging and social media. Too much time on the computer for me means way too much time watching TV for them. I really need to start being more active in my real life away from the computer! It’s been a hard adjustment to make, but after something similar happening here, I decided I needed to do it.
I can wait to hear what others have to say about this!
We all take on so much as moms – it’s a tough gig! There’s no manual out there for what we do, so sharing stories like this helps us all learn from each other.
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