OK, so you know how TV was sucking MY life away. Let’s talk about kids. The average baby 6 months - 2 years of age, watches two hours of TV a day. One study reported that North Carolina fourth graders watch an average of 4 hours of TV per day, and 25% of them watch 6 hours or more. We know these numbers can vary depending on the family, but the bottom line is, kids are watching too much TV. Babies/toddlers aren’t supposed to watch it at all. Zilch, says the American Academy of Pediatrics for kids under 2.
Sesame Street has come out with its own version of “Baby Einstein” now. They say parents can feel good about their newborn or toddler parked in front of the TV. Yes, they say, a parent should be watching with them. Fat chance. The parent is making dinner or taking a shower or talking on the phone or just sitting down for the first time all day. I sympathize with that parent. I’m the one who can’t find time to go to the bathroom. But it’s possible to raise your kids without TV, and I’m living proof.
Our family started a no TV policy when my youngest daughter was about 4 months old. I was running on the treadmill and watching a documentary on Osama Bin Laden while my baby played on a blanket. I noticed her eyes lock on Bin Laden’s face on the screen. I was horrified and turned the channel; I didn’t want her staring at that murderer. Soon after, I read The Plug-In Drug, one of the most compelling books I’ve ever picked up. Don’t read it if you’re not ready to be alarmed.
So we don’t turn on the TV when the kids are awake. We don’t watch Sesame Street, or Veggie Tales or any other videos. The kids don’t ask to turn it on, and I don’t have any battles with them. This is because they have never had it on. I say never, but we do make a few exceptions. Historical events like the Inauguration, the State of the Union, and the Pope’s funeral are allowed. Specific sports are allowed like the Olympics, golf tournaments (the kids love Phil and Tiger), and, of course, the Redskins. When we watch football, however, it’s as a family with my husband manning the remote to mute or turn off bad commercials. We make popcorn, the kids wear their Redskins gear, and it’s truly a joyful family event. At least when they win.
Other than that, we don’t think about turning on the TV. The house is blissfully quiet, or rather, noisy, with the sounds of kids playing, dressing up, imagining they’re Aslan and Lucy, reading books, cooking, drawing pictures, building forts with pillows, playing games, building Lego towers, spelunking in our basement with flashlights, gardening, playing outside, climbing the neighbor’s tree, playing soccer, digging up worms. You get the picture.
I’m not a TV nazi. It’s not horrible in and of itself. But when we literally waste years of our lives in front of it… that’s horrible.
Yours,
Lucy
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