Mean Mom’s Question Time: How Much TV Do Your Kids Watch?

My kids' new best friend. Will he make them fat and violent?

My kids' new best friend. Will he make them fat and violent?

Starting this week (and hopefully continuing because it turns out to be wildly successful!), I’m instituting Mean Mom’s Question Time. Because I got to thinking: I can write (and write, and write, and write), but I’d rather discuss sometimes. So. Here’s the topic for Week One of Mean Mom’s Question Time:


How much TV do your kids watch?

The American Academy of Pediatrics (AAP) recommends no boob tube for babies and toddlers under age 2, and a limited amount thereafter. Baby “education” DVD and video creators tried to get around this by touting their products as not-TV (think, HBO for kids; you know how HBO says, “it’s not TV, it’s HBO”?). But that bubble got a pin in it last year when the big mama of this multi-gazillion-dollar business, Baby Einstein, agreed to pay back parents who felt their babies didn’t get smarter after all.

Just today, I saw yet another article citing a study suggesting that children who watch TV a lot at age 2 don’t do quite as well at, well, life when they’re a bit older (in this study’s case, fourth grade). We’ve all seen lots of studies about how TV makes kids more violent, or less smart, or fatter, or more likely to eat crappy food and drink sugary (or high-fructose-corn-syrupy) soda.

You know, I buy it. I do. And I also don’t buy it. Why?

Well, put simply, my kids have watched TV since they were little, and at ages 5 and 7, they’re both smart, and normal, and not obese or violent at all.

Truth be told, until this very year, they never watched commercial TV. They just got into SpongeBob SquarePants, and by “got into” I mean “have become completely obsessed with.” Before this year,  they progressed from (yes, I know) Baby Einstein videos and Sesame Street, to years of total devotion to Noggin, to a brief detour into Playhouse Disney (think Mickey Mouse Clubhouse, Handy Manny, and Tigger & Pooh).

But now they love, love, love SpongeBob and Jimmy Neutron and Fairly Odd Parents, and even (though I swore I’d never tell), they’ll watch a little iCarly (if SpongeBob is on next, say). And so, not coincidentally, I suddenly hear things like this out of my boys’ mouths:

Can we get Apple Jacks? It’s part of a complete breakfast!

and,

Mom! Mom! You have to get this stuff, you spray it on the bathroom, and it’s white and bubbles up, and you wipe it off and it’s all clean!

But here’s the thing. I have told them (and I’ll continue to tell them, as many times as I can squish it into a conversation) that these crazy things called commercials exist solely to make stuff you can buy look so amazingly good you want to buy it, but you don’t have to, and really, it’s not all that. It looks better than it is, and anyway, Mom’s not getting you Apple Jacks, full stop.

And you know what? They get it. They get (with a “we’re smarter than the average bear” attitude that, frankly, I enjoy fostering) that falling for the lure of commercials is something other people do. But not us.

Also they don’t get it. That is, they don’t get the Apple Jacks. They also don’t get soda. That’s the bit in those nearly annual studies about how TV makes kids fat and violent that I genuinely don’t understand: That kids who watch too much TV are more likely to drink too much soda. Well, OK, but who’s buying the soda?

I do understand, of course, the relationship between watching TV and not doing other things that can stimulate the mind and exercise the body. But I’m in control of (a) how much TV the boys watch (and I’m not 100% strict about that, surprising as that might seem; the days and hours vary according to my mood, their mood, and how busy I am with other things — gasp! It’s true!; and (b) what food and drinks inhabit our fridge and pantry. Also, we ride bikes, take walks, play in the park, go to our soccer games, and read lots and lots of books.

But we also watch TV. (Wait, I do have one rule. No TV after dinner; that’s mom’s time, after the dishes are done but before it’s bath/bed/book time, to watch House Hunters International, though they do sometimes enjoy watching that with me, and guessing which beachside condo or breathtaking, jealousy-inducing casita the inexplicably wealthy family from England or Canada or California are buying in Turks & Caicos or wherever).

I’m not making excuses. I read the studies and I make my own choices. I watched a lot of TV as a kid, as I remember. I’m neither fat nor stupid nor violent. Is there something inherently wrong with passive entertainment, sometimes? SpongeBob can be pretty funny. So can House Hunters International.

OK, so here’s my question: How much TV do your kids watch, or did they watch as babies/toddlers? What do you think of studies that link (though not as a direct cause, but a link, they’re always careful to say) TV with less intellectual capacity and poorer health?

Are you satisfied with your choices, your rules (or lack thereof)? Are you conflicted?

Let me know! Ask your friends! Let’s get the conversation started.