As most of you know, we don't own a television. It was a family decision to toss out the brain sucking box when Zach was born. No regrets. People often ask, what do we DO to pass the time without a TV? Well, I think the real question is, how on earth would we find the time to watch TV if we owned one? Sure Zach gets the occasional family movie night via DVD on the lap top. But his daily rhythm is so natural, so imaginative that parking him in front of the blinky box is just unthinkable. Many people ask how we get through those "witching hours", the times when the day seems long, when mom needs a break, when the weather is bad. So I thought I would document some of the things Zach does during the times when the typical American kid is parked in front of a TV.
Tonight, after dinner, instead of watching TV Zach cuddled up with his daddy and read Shel Silverstein's Where The Sidewalk Ends cover to cover.