TV’s bad for babies

10.13.09
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About 15 years ago, as I laid in bed practically hallucinating from a horrible flu/fever watching what seemed like the most magical infomercial ever, I decided I needed the Mob Hits CD Volume 1…. And 2. I think I had just written a paper on “Good Fellas” and must have been in the mafia mode (or just craving pizza), and just had to have it. (Plus it was free shipping and handling, and I think they were offering a snow globe too. It was a deal. Trust). I probably listened to it once or twice and that was that… It got buried with my Edie Brickell and Toad of the ...Read More
Well, it’s happened. “Sesame Street” has officially become a part of our morning routine. We’ve got a slew of them stored on DVR  and I’ve noticed that there are some episodes that Baby-Ko responds to more than others. Certainly, he goes nuts when it’s time for Elmo’s World and that freak Mister Noodle. (Speaking of freak, can I just say that Maria looks old. Doesn’t she look old??? Remember when she and Luis were so young?! Crazy).  Anyway, I love the segments with the celebs from Molly Shannon doing a thing about bugs, to David Beckham as he bounces a soccer ball and talks about the importance of “persistence”, to Dianna ...Read More
As I sat at my desk, desperate to conquer some of my ever-growing, never diminishing “To Do List,” I realized IT WASN’T GONNA HAPPEN.  It was 1:30. I hadn’t even showered,  I hadn’t eaten lunch, and I certainly hadn’t called the woman to “handle the thing” (I assume in every marriage, someone always is obligated to call someone about “the thing.” Right?) I climbed out of the chair and sank to the floor,  strewn with random “toys” from my office… a remote control, a roll of tape, an old calculator and a giant stuffed Elmo.  I turned to Baby-Ko. He squinted and smiled from ear to ear. Finally, Mama. Didn’t you realize ...Read More