So I've always had this sneaking suspicion that Zac thinks I let the boys watch TV all of the time during the day. He makes certain comments here and there and I'm not really sure why he thinks this. They get to watch 30 minutes in the morning when I take a shower (otherwise it's total anarchy in the house) and 30 minutes after their naps or while I make dinner.
And usually, it's something on PBS kids or the Wiggles or something. It's not like I'm letting them watch Bret Michaels "Rock of Love" or anything (Disclaimer: even I, the reality show queen have NEVER watched that show). It just seemed like a good example of a bizarre show.
This morning Zac was said, "Hey boys! Let's go outside and play."
To which Jesse promptly responds, "But there are no TV's outside."
Great, Jesse, thanks. Now Daddy will never believe me.
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