Our kids aren’t perfect. I won’t even pretend they are. Tonight, though, our daughter said something that has me beaming.
“My brother was so cute that I started to cry, Daddy. We’re so blessed that he’s in our family.”
I’m trying to figure out where that came from. She is an amazingly loving and caring child normally, but this takes the cake. I can’t help but wonder if our lack of television creates an environment where this type of love between siblings can more easily be fostered.
I don’t know. We got rid of our TV so we could strenghten our marital relationship. Is the lack of digital distraction also strengthening our children’s relationships?
How is your family different without TV? How could your family be different without television in the home?
Nine years ago, my wife and I lived and taught in the beautiful town of Copan Ruinas, Honduras. My first realization that TV stinks came when we rode with a friend to her home for dinner.
As we bounced along the washed-out road, we noticed that a large number of people in the neighborhoods were gathered around a few TV sets scattered in houses here and there.
Our friend told us that before electricity had been brought to their barrio a few years earlier, people would gather in a similar way. The only difference was that friends and neighbors would sit around and talk to each other. TV had changed that. Now, electricity had brought blessings and curses: blessings such as electric appliances for those who could afford them and curses such as TV.
How is your home in comparison? Are your evenings filled with conversation? Or does David Letterman, Bear Grylls, or the SportsCenter guys have the last word of the night?