Screen time for kids is good, actually - Drunk Wisconsin

What’s the problem? Let him watch some TV. Let him finish this episode. Let it auto-play the next episode when you’re in the bathroom without you noticing. Let a half hour go past, an hour, two hours. Let him become zombified. Let him sit there on the couch enamored, staring glassy-eyed at the screen, mouth agape, a spittle of drool slowly dripping onto the millennial green couch covers his mother bought off an ad on Instagram Reels. Let the spit soak the couch and the Spidey t-shirt he’s wearing and the doodle curled up next to him. Let him zone out entirely, shut off every part of his brain other than the bare minimum required to interpret the photons impacting his retinas. Let him absorb the TV like a sponge. Let him accept it as his soul mate, as his true love. Let him value it above all else. Let him learn the names of all the Paw Patrol characters before he learns the days of the week. Let him ignore you when you ask him if he wants Chick-fil-A for dinner. Let him instead half si

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