1. How TiVo Save My Life

What did we do before TiVo? We sat thru lots of commercials, that's what. We also planned our lives around stupid TV shows (Who Shot JR, anyone? If that doesn't give my age away, I don't know what does). Now, with merely a few clicks of a button, my shows are ready when I want even if that means 2AM.

I'll admit it: TiVo has (somewhat) evolved into my electronic babysitter. This is not something I am particularly proud of. We do attempt to avoid "empty calorie" TV, and instead we try to have the boys watch things like "Between the Lions" and "Electric Company". This works most of the time, buying me a half hour to do something super-indulgent, like, I don't know, take a shower.

My 6-yr-old is now smart enough to know how to program TiVo himself! How does he know this?!? I did not teach him. I grill The Husband who also denies teaching him (we shun teachable moments better left to our schools, and if you don't realize I am joking here, you have found the wrong blog). So, the 6-yr-old (we'll call him Tall, just as my husband and I call him as our secret code so he won't figure out who we are talking about, alas he has figured that out too) decides to tape things like "Sponge Bob Square Pants" and "Phinneus and Ferb", shows that we would rather he not watch. Grrrrrrrr. Delete, delete, delete!

Anyway, guess this is good for an intro into blogging. Stay tuned and check back often for LOTS of this English Lit Major/ frustrated writer wannabe's musings and observations on what it means to be a Mother Of Brothers.

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