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Monday Morning Musings… O.M.G!

on Aug 18, 2015

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My children were banned from electronics today. No iPods, no iPads, no computers, no Youtube.

They are the most miserable, pathetic creatures you have ever seen in your life. Seriously.

I can’t even.

On a warm and sunny day, they would be down at the water, splashing and keeping cool. But it’s kind of chilly today. Not water weather in any case. The lake is quiet.

Their dad is puttering away at some outside stuff and I’m still recuperating from a recent surgery, so taking it a little easier than I normally would be. (Hard to believe that there is an “easier” mode than the one I live on in the summer, isn’t it?)

I knew it would be a hard day for them. But I had no idea how bad things had become.

When I came home from the hospital on Thursday, it was pretty quiet here. I was feeling poorly and still in recovery mode trying to regain my strength. There was a friend here also, which helped to diminish the boredom.

But on Friday the friend went home and the rain fell. So, electronic entertainment was on order for the day.

And Saturday.

And Sunday.

And then, I was feeling better. But try getting the attention of kids who have been glued to screens for the better part of the past 48 hours. Yikes!

So, after too many battles to count yesterday, we declared today to be an electronic-free day.

I created a list of some household chores that were overdue and determined to spend the day constructively beginning right after breakfast.

Oh. My. Goodness. You would think that we had asked these girls to chop off their own limbs.

Every expected task was met with complaint or opposition.

What on earth has happened here?

I think we need an intervention.
After the last “I’m bored. There’s nothing to do” I finally suggested that perhaps tomorrow should also be electronic-free and they could work at becoming a little more resourceful on their own.

That suggestion was not well-received, but I’m thinking maybe it’s what’s needed.

So, I guess all of this is to say.

Pray for me.

 These are not my children. My children would not allow their bored selves to be photographed. But this is a fairly accurate representation of what my children look like today, now that all the chores are done. These children came from here.


These are not my children. My children would not allow their bored selves to be photographed. But this is a fairly accurate representation of what my children look like today, now that all the chores are done. These children came from here.

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