With the thousands of hours of screens Elijah watches, it’s
difficult to monitor everything he sees. Luckily, I’ve put age limits on his
Youtube content, which enrages him. But he figured out all he has to do is
watch on Diana’s devices to unlock all the disgusting contraband the internet
has to offer.
He also likes to linger in the kitchen while Diana and I watch
movies or TV, in the hopes he’ll see something off limits. I’ve never seen a
kid take longer with popsicle wrapper. We have to physically remove him when “The
Handmaid’s Tale” gets too juicy.
But he’s recently found a loophole: me.
A few nights a week, Eli waits patiently in his room after
lights out until he’s sure Diana’s asleep. He then creeps into my room and taps
me on the shoulder saying, “Do you want to watch TV?”
You bet I do.
We quietly retire to our TV room and watch late night, semi
off limits movies and shows. We watched the Wes Anderson masterpiece “Rushmore,”
the disappointing “Ready Player One,” my favorite show of all time, “Rick and
Morty” and countless hours of “The Office.” These have all been pre-vetted by
me to make sure he isn’t exposed to anything too scarring. But they do give him
enough naughtiness to feel like he’s getting away with something.
The real entertainment for me is how scared Eli is of
getting busted. I do lay it on a little thick, saying things like, “If mom
catches us you won’t be able to play Fortnite for a month.” If Grover pads into
the room, we both freeze, not even daring to breathe. “It’s HER!”
The truth is, Diana knows we do this. She’s no dummy.
Besides, Diana takes her hearing aids out when she sleeps so we could be
starting a punk band in the basement and she wouldn’t notice. She also does us
the favor of clomping to the bathroom every half hour right above us, which
adds to the drama.
Eli’s white whale is the animated show “Family Guy,” the
crass, one time funny “Simpsons” rip off that made Seth McFarland and FOX
millions. Eli believed this must be the funniest show in the history of the
world because I wouldn’t let him watch it.
But like all banned things in our house, like gun video
games and Coke and rules about wearing underwear, Eli eventually broke me down
and I allowed him to watch one episode.
There was a rape joke within the first five minutes. Best
dad ever.
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