I'm worried about David. Did you ever have that kid in your class whose parents thought it would be a really great idea to not own a television? Then whenever it was time to watch a video in school or if that girl came over to your house to play, all she did was stare at the screen like a zombie, complete with drool and spinning eyes until someone turned the TV off?
Our new flat has a TV, and I'm now concerned about David's graduation.
He was only in the flat for two days by himself before I came home for the tour. By the time we watched an episode of "Murder, She Wrote," David was singing along to the commercials.
Six months without a television, followed by a flat-screen = zombie eyes.
Oh, and, yes, the TV License is paid.
Follow The Red Accordion Diaries on Bloglovin'.
My sweet little privileged boys playing in the show! Every woman I know is on fire lately. Whether that means finally seeking out therap...
Gooooood Monday morning, y'all! I'm writing from the Norton Cancer Institute where, for the first time in months, I'm able to ac...
I mean, why does it matter how you fold DIAPERS when they are just gonna get POOPED on anyway? How do you all sort out laundry with y...