Wednesday, March 24, 2010

TV, I've got my eye on you

I left a facebook update about a week ago about how Harrison came over and immediately ran to the TV to give it a hug. We thought it was funny. But today I'm feeling differently. Today, I am jealous that the TV is the only thing that will make Harrison stop crying. I kind of want to throw the TV out the window. It almost makes me wish we lived in a two-story, so that when I threw it out the window, the crash would be more satisfying.

I'm jealous because I tried really hard to make him happy this morning. I tried playdough and silly songs that involve marching and hand gestures, and then I tried a book about dinosaurs, and cars that wind up, and I even busted out colorful cereal. Nothing. Nothing worked. He kept dragging me to the TV, or bringing me the remote. And I fought it, because TV IS NOT BETTER THAN MOMMY.

Only, you know what? Sometimes it is. And that makes me want to throw it out a window.

I dare you to try to find logic in getting angry to the point of electronicide over something I have complete control over, if I would just spend less time in front of it myself.

I'm giving him an hour. the last half of Sesame Street and a full episode of Curious George. And then I'm going in with the big guns: the park. If the park doesn't do it, I don't know what will. I just don't know.

Don't worry, Computer. This isn't about you. Our love could never grow cold. Just keep the boy out of it.

P.S. TV, I still want to thank you for last night's episode of LOST. You've bought yourself some time with that one.


Kristin said...

So did the park soothe the beast?

Katy said...

Oh Renee, you crack me up.

Anonymous said...

Hee hee, electronicide. Although wouldn't that be if the TV threw itself out the window?