I didn't think I would ever do it, but
I'm so stinking guilty.
Yes, it's true.
I use cartoons as a pseudo-babysitter! Don't judge me, OK?
I know, I know! It's terrible, but look at these kids. For one thing, They are not getting into any trouble.
There they sit (or lean) on the couch, well behaved and entranced in whatever imaginary world is on the television.
The girl doesn't have her foot or hand in the dog's water bowl.
The boy isn't yelling about how he wants to go ride the tractor or Daddy's race car.
Ahhhh, peace and quiet and a few extra minutes for me to get the dishwasher loaded and the pots and pans clean.
Dare I even say it . . . . .
I love cartoons!
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