Thank you to everyone who commented about my sil (Wacky P)and for sharing your TV preferences...you all gave me a lot of encouragement. We watch(ed) so many of the same shows and I just knew that there would be many brilliant and successful people out there raised on crap TV (which, btw, I don't think is all crappy anyway - The Muppets was a classic, indeed!). But truly, parenting is so multi-faceted, TV alone can't be a predictor of outcome. I'm almost looking forward to going over there now! Thank you for helping me to feel empowered!
I want to tell you two more things about Wacky P, and then I'll move on.
First, she breastfed The Boy till he was 4 years old. No kidding. The only reason she stopped is because she had The Girl, who, as it turned out, was unable to breastfeed for medical reasons. I'm sorry, I totally advocate breastfeeding (if you are able to and want to do it), but really....breastfeeding a 4 year old is gross.
Second is the first offensive thing Wacky P ever said to me. My husband and I may still have been dating at the time. We were in her kitchen as she cooked (it may have been the same day she educated me about fresh eggs). I told her the story of how, when I was 4 years old, I dragged a chair over to the stove so I could climb up to get some cookies which were kept in a cupboard over the stove. I was too young to realize that the stove was on, and I stepped onto a red hot electric burner. I severely burned the bottom of my foot (for which my poor Mom still feels guilty).
Can you guess what Wacky P said upon hearing this story?
She shook her head and said, "Well, that's what you get for feeding cookies to kids."
I was stunned and speechless.
Of course now I would think, "Yeah, well, feeding kids cookies is a whole lot more reasonable than breastfeeding a 4 year old." --- Okay, I hope I might have the guts to say that, although for the sake of my poor husband (always caught in the middle), I'd probably just let it go.
5 weeks ago