When I wrote about slowing things down here on the ol' blog, I didn't intend on going a month without writing something. A week or so, sure, but a month? Well, that month went by in a blink of an eye, and here we are. I haven't written for any lack of things to talk about. The day to day routine of life with a (one-year-old!) baby makes time blaze right by. That's my biggest and best excuse I can come up with, and I think it works pretty well.
The Boss and I have been introducing a little TV into Baby Badass' daily routine. There are a few shows that she really gets a kick out of, and somehow knows that she's missing them if she's not watching them when they are on. Our DVR is now full of children's programming, whereas before it held all of our gritty crime dramas and The Walking Dead episodes. We have watched a fair amount of TV created for budding young minds recently, and I've learned a thing or two.
Before you get to thinking that I learned something fundamental from Caillou, here's what I've learned:
Children's TV is really, really annoying.
Given all of the allowances to the fact that the shows are designed for a demographic much younger than I am, I can honestly say that the four-year-old me would feel the same way. The animation is poor, the voice acting is way overdone (and many of the characters sound like they have severe nasal congestion), and the morals or lessons you're supposed to pick up from these shows are heavily veiled, if there are any lessons to be learned at all.
I'm not saying the Wachowski brothers should produce a kid's show. I'm just of the mindset that if these shows are for our kids, why not make sure that every minute of programming has something that they can learn from? The Boss and I don't use TV as a learning tool now, nor do we ever intend to. It'd be nice, though, to have a few shows out there that offer something of value to the young mind. But that's just me.
Have a good weekend, everyone.