TV...My Drug of Choice

Today has been one of those days that I get out of bed, change and feed the baby, and plop in front of my good old reliable television. I call it a lazy day. Except I seem to have a lot of those days when I don't have to work and my housework is done. Of course now I have a child to take care of and play with, I just do it in front of the TV. I become mesmerised by the drama that unfolds before me, no matter how trashy or ridiculous. Yes that's right. I'm one of those people that comes home from work, makes dinner, and sits in front of the TV until I go to bed. That's kind of embarrassing to admit. I wonder how many hours of my life have been wasted on this. So today I realized, as I sat on the edge of my recliner engrossed in Dr. Phil, that TV is my drug of choice. I am addicted to TV. Wow. That's a little sad. I wonder how many other people struggle with this, or just think its a normal way of life? Yuck. Watching TV is like checking out of life. Its mind numbing. I especially don't want to pass this down to my daughter. I think I'll start with a limit. One hour a day. It'll be tough, but I need to stop wasting my time. Let's see what happens! Anyway, my beautiful baby Taryn is really engaging socially now. She loves to smile and giggle, and she talks her gurgly baby talk. It's amazing to watch her change. I love to watch Calvin with her. He is so in love with his little girl. God is so good to us.