After Quitting Media

Recently I’ve been chatting about the experience of “quitting media” for a while as a family, and this post continues the story. You can read the part one here and part two here.

Boats hummed by, skimming the Pamlico River in the distance. Cicadas occasionally erupted in a chorus in the trees nearby. Birds and dragonflies flitted about and we watched their aerodynamics show as conversation ensued.

It was Sunday night, our children were bathed and brushed and “pajamaed”, and with kisses and prayers, they were in bed. We fed the baby monitor through the kitchen window so that we could hear, and then sat outside with a cold drink, and just talked for about two hours. At the end of those two hours, I felt very relaxed, and very excited about the plans we’re discussing, the ways we are trying to plan and think and be very intentional in living our lives and raising our children.

An hour and a half or so of conversation, side-by-side staring at the river in the distance isn’t an entirely unusual thing for us these days (although it used to be). It is always a breath of fresh air.

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When we arrived at the end of our 40 day media fast, we had to decide what the best path was for our family moving forward. After observing all the positive results of unplugging, we knew we wanted to carefully choose a very limited amount of screen time for ourselves and for our kids, so that we wouldn’t fall back into the pattern of consuming and consuming without a second thought.

After lots of trial and error, I’ve discovered that if I don’t make a hard, fast and firm rule for my kids, they can talk their way into just about anything. (This principle often applies to me, too.) And if I don’t stick with the rule and hold to it in an almost-no-matter-what-this-is-the-deal stance, they observe the weak links in the chain and immediately set about to exploit them.

For example, if I say the kids aren’t allowed to watch anything during the week, but then suddenly cave and suggest they watch something to give me some breathing room and help me achieve something on a rainy, stormy, Tuesday afternoon, you can be sure that the next Tuesday will roll around and we’ll have a conversation like this:

“Mom, can we watch something?”

“No buddy, it’s Tuesday.”

“But last Tuesday, remember you let us watch an episode of Wild Kratts because…”

I’ve learned my lesson. Blurry boundaries are hardly there at all. And blurry boundaries tend to look a lot like slippery slopes for falling back into old habits at our house.

We arrived at this conclusion, so these are the rules we’re sticking to, to the best of our ability, regarding media.

The TV Rules for Our Kids

1. No TV for children during the week.

Yup. We ripped it off like a bandaid. On a special occasion, or for a special reason, and always with very clear communication that this is a special treat, there are times when the weekday TV ban is lifted for an hour. It’s pouring rain and they’ve already played their hearts out indoors and there are still two hours until dinner. I give. But for the most part, they know what to expect when it’s Tuesday and they have a hankering for an episode of Wild Kratts. I simply say, “Buddy, it’s Tuesday!”

2. Limited TV on the weekend.

Friday afternoon is when the TV ban usually gets lifted, but that doesn’t mean the TV stays on from 3 pm to bedtime. I might let each child choose one episode of something when everyone is up from nap time, but then I’ll encourage them to get back outside, or do something else. Saturday morning is when we’re the most relaxed, and we will let three or four episodes of this or that show run, and usually the first two happen while I’m transitioning from the comfort of my own bed to making breakfast. But after a certain point, (I think 4 episodes is probably my subconscious limit) it’s time to turn off the TV for a while and find something else to do.

Saturday afternoon or evening, when everyone is awake from nap, there might be the opportunity for one or two more episodes of something, or if we call it a family movie night, we’ll all sit together on the couch with popcorn {do yourself a favor and get a Popcorn Popper like this!} and enjoy something as a family.

The Other Screen(s)

1. Time during the week on “other screens” is very limited — there’s almost none.

2. Weekend “Other-Screen” Time is also limited.

The only other media we have to reckon with at the Collie house is my old MacBook, which has been transferred into the kids’ possession, mostly. They enjoy playing games on the PBS Kids website and on the National Geographic Kids site. The Nook our eldest was gifted for his birthday a while back has all but given up the ghost, so we don’t have to regulate that time anymore, and we don’t have any games on our phones or on HH’s iPad that would make those devices something the kids would ask about.

Screen time for computer games is mostly limited to weekends. If they’re having trouble sharing, the laptop gets shut and computer time is done.

One other thing our eldest really enjoys doing is looking at maps online. Google’s interactive world map allows him to scroll to Madagascar and examine the lay of the land, and then decide he wants to find Athens and Sparta, since we’ve been talking about those places for a while in history.

While to me the map is wonderful learning time, to him it’s still a “special treat.” One the weekend, if he asks for screen time, I typically ask whether he has read books yet that day, and ask if he’s done anything creative, like drawn a picture, worked on a story, etc. Once he has done some of those other things, he can have typically have 30 to 45 minutes to look at the map or play a game on one of the “approved websites”. If it’s during the week, all of his schoolwork will need to be done before he’s allowed to have map time, and I usually suggest one more little assignment (two pages of cursive, for example) that he ought to do before he has screen time during the week.

Other screen time, for computer games and fun websites, is usually limited to the weekends. Similar to the TV regulations, I will occasionally bend the rules, but only after making sure other, more constructive things have happened first. It’s also clearly communicated this is a special treat, so that it’s clear that it’s not “our new normal.” I won’t allow an hour of screen time and an hour of TV time back to back, even on the weekends, so I’m usually paying attention to what’s going on and making sure when the timer goes off (our oven usually does the trick) the device goes off, too, and something more constructive is done for a while.

The Grown-up Media Rules (Because We Need Them.)

We do not watch TV during our children’s waking hours, and we typically turn on the TV once during the week after they’ve gone to bed. Wednesday is often our “Mid-week weekend” where we might pop popcorn and watch a movie just the two of us — and that is especially nice for us since we’re wedding photographers and our Saturdays are sometimes work days. But other than an occasional decision to relax with This Old House or a movie — as long as we can get in bed close to a reasonable hour — we have been reading much more often before bed.

We’re more lenient with our TV time on the weekends, but as we’ve been focusing on reading both for education and for pleasure so much, I often have a book I’d rather dive into than turn on a screen. In total, I’d guess we watch an average of one movie and one episode of a TV show, in total, each week. And that really feels like the best thing for us.

Why do I need Media Rules?

I have discovered that media has had this strangely attractive, addictive pull on me. I’m willing to admit it. I love a good story. When the LOST series was coming out, and we lived in South Africa, I couldn’t get to the free internet spots fast enough to download our weekly fix when it became available for download. Even here in the States, with free seasons of a LOT of TV available at our fingertips, I used to feel the pull to just watch one more episode of Parenthood or whatever else we’re interested in, even though I needed to head for bed.

I want to know what happens!!!

But is it really profitable for me?

Once we decided to change our habits, instead of rushing into finding something to entertain us for the evening, I’ve found that we often enjoy just talking. We find out how the other person is doing, listen to what’s on each other’s mind. We spend time discussing decisions we need to make, upcoming events and opportunities, and things we’d like to do around the house.

I also feel at leisure to step outside and take a peek at my garden. And wowzers, growing stuff can be really life-giving. And when I give less of my time to entertainment, I have more time to give to good stuff like that!

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The golden hours — after the kids are in bed and it’s just the two of us — have long been neglected for the two of us. We were together in the evenings before, but there was often a screen garnering our full attention.

I’ve shared before about how good it is to regularly ask purposeful questions like these of your spouse, and to spend time caring for one another and discussing the answers. Now that turning on a screen for entertainment is less a part of our routine, we are naturally asking more of those important questions on a regular basis — the ones that normally get set aside because there are urgent things that have to be discussed.

Overall, our intentional decision to slow down and reduce the media consumption in our family has been incredibly life-giving. We are getting to bed at a reasonable time, waking up feeling like we’ve had a good nights’ sleep, and helping our kids become more creative with how they spend their time when they’re not being entertained. {If you’re interested, comment to let me know and I’ll discuss some of the ways I’ve been helping them learn to entertain themselves sans media in another post!}

Although I know these rules won’t work for every family, and may not be realistic in many situations, I think the important thing to have in mind is a standard of some sort, so that you’re not blindly consuming media, or allowing your kids to do so, without so much as a nod to how much of your day (and therefore your life) you’re giving away to entertainment.

I read this quote in Tsh Oxenreider’s Notes from a Blue Bike recently. (This is a good read, by the way. I’m reading SO much more now and it is so life-giving and good!)

“The cause of most of man’s unhappiness is sacrificing what he wants most for what he wants now.”
— Gordon B. Hinckley

Are we sacrificing the things we want most — a sense of togetherness as a family, a healthy relationship with our spouse, or even just a more restful and productive lifestyle where we use the finite time we have wisely — for the temporary rush of entertainment?

It’s worth switching off the screens long enough to at least start asking how often is too often when it comes to switching them on.

Have you thought about your media consumption recently? Tried a fast? What do you think?

xCC

Stuff I Love {And Wanted to Share}

Thought I’d share a few personal favourites with you on this fine Friday morning.

Who knows why.

Just thought I would.

This is probably one of my most favourite photos from all of 2012.

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My goodness, I love those boys!

And this is one of my favourites from 2013 so far: what the Tank looks like when he wakes up from a nap.

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This book, my favourite thing I’m reading right now, is doing good things in my life. More on that later.

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My favourite parenthood story at the moment: A few days after Christmas I was changing the Belle’s diaper on the floor near the Christmas tree. She seemed to like her view and surroundings so much, I decided to cuddle her up with blankets and leave her there for a few minutes. (The Tank was napping so this was a safe move.)

I got busy with something in the kitchen for a few minutes and then thought I heard her crying. I returned to the den to find this scene:

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Be still my heart.

Although the Bear is a very good reader, he isn’t quite on top of The Enormous Elephant Show yet. But he is very good at discerning, based on the pictures, the general gist of the story, in order to weave such a compelling tale his sister was absolutely riveted. At least for long enough that I could grab a few snaps. 🙂

There is a delightful font called Bergamot that is basically just a bunch of fun little ornaments – my favourite graphic design element at the moment. Besides fake chalkboards. You can download it here. Have fun and thank me later. {Thanks to the tip I found on pinterest from nest of posies, you can also download chalkboard backgrounds here. It’s like decorating the Quiver Tree Gallery all over again. Wheeeee! } Look at this quality fun stuff:

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My favourite Scripture verse at the moment is one I’m pondering incorporating into our family life in a more tangible way:

Be kind to one another, tender-hearted, forgiving each other, just as God in Christ also has forgiven you. {Ephesians 4:32}

I would really like to raise these boys to be strong men of character and integrity, but I sure would like for them to be tender-hearted, too.

So. Do you have any favourites worth mentioning at the moment? Leave a comment and enjoy your weekend!

xCC

Come Outta the Closet, Would Ya?

Hi there, Blokes and Sheilas. Now seriously. I was just looking at my Google Analytics — the behind the scenes numbers that tell me how many people are visiting this site, how many new visitors, how many returning, native languages, countries of origin, blood type, you know, that sort of thing. And when I looked at the listings for which city I get the most visitors from, I was expecting one of the following:

1) My hometown because I think my Dad reads this website more than anybody else

2) Maybe Edinburgh (Scotland), because it’s a bigger city and I used to live there/have a lot of friends there or…

3) Cape Town — same reason as number 2.

{This was the first time I noticed that you could see top viewers by city on Google Analytics so I was kind of excited to have a look.}

And who, pray tell, topped the list this past month?

I’ll give ya seventeen guesses, and I don’t think you’ll get it.

But go ahead and try.

Nope.

Nope.

Nope that’s not it either.

There was a wee hint at the beginning of the post…

Give up?

Sydney. Mmmhmm, the one down under. Good old Sydney, Australia. The Wonder Pets have been there, but I haven’t yet, sadly. I have… maybe two friends total on the Australian continent at present.

This is perpuzzling to me.

I suppose I assumed a good number of the people who read here do so because they know me personally.

Guess not?

Anyway, thanks to this surprising find, I decided to ask you a wee favor.

Based on the reader to comment ratio, I am pretty certain that a number of you who chillax around here generally don’t pop up and say so much. (Like by leaving a comment, for example.) Which is okay.

But I wondered, if just this once, you’d take a moment to come outta the closet.

I ask with the prettiest of pleases and a cherry on top and criss cross applesauce and anything else you might want to add in. Touch blue make it true.

With hopes that you’ll say yes to that little question above, I created a little survey. With Google’s help.

And hopefully it’s going to show up really nicely below this post. With fourteen glorious questions. Which should be embedded below, so you don’t even have to go anywhere. (Except if you’re reading in a Reader you might need to click over. Preez?)

And just by taking this survey you’ll have a good laugh, feel smarter and drop two dress sizes in six weeks. Okay maybe you’ll just have a good laugh.

I hope.

Seriously, you guys are what it’s about. It would bless me to have a better idea of who you are, and how I can be a blessing to you. So thanks for taking a moment to drop the iron curtain of anonymity.

I promise — you’ll have the curtain back on in seven minutes or less. Unless you’re really wordy. But that’s not my fault. 😉

xCC

Website Doing the Funky Chicken

Hey y’all.

My website seems to be doing the funky chicken. Or else it’s imitating some kind of bird that flies South for the winter. There’s supposed to be a sidebar full of useful information right there. –>

But it flew south, and looks like this right now…

And you’ll only find that useful sidebar if you scroll down till you can’t scroll no mo.

And I tell you what, it’s late and I’ve been busy finger knitting and watching Elf because there ain’t a better movie to watch while finger knitting and enjoying the holidays.

I also had another candle-related incident, fortunately this time it didn’t involve me catching my hair on fire. {I’ve had a hair cut, so you won’t even notice that extra layer anymore.}

But all this is just a distraction from the point. My website is doing the funky chicken. And I know it. But I’m not sure yet how to fix it.

And it’s late.

And I’m tired because I drank too much Vanilla Coke from the Hospital Pharmacy last night and dern if it didn’t keep me awake. I’ve told you already how Southern I am when I’m tired, haven’t I? Well now you know, sugar.

But the good news is if you click on a particular page or post and steer away from the home page it seems to be back to normal.

So to review, I’m Southern and tired and it’s late, and my website is doing the funky chicken but I don’t know what to do about it.

So please forgive me till I get it sorted out. Add a Whole Foods recipe to the link-up while you’re at it.

Ooh, I have an idea!

Wait!

I just figured it out and fixed it!

Sigh. Problem solved.

If you were among the three people that may have visited my site while it was looking funky today, sorry about that.

Oughta be fixed now, sugah.

xCC

And in Other News, I Caught My Hair On Fire

We’re down to two suitcases. That’s right. I am two suitcases away from being completely unpacked for the first time since June. My words have been few around here because that finish line has been in sight. And it sure does look pretty.

The little tidying elf somewhere inside of me is hollering, hold that paper finish line thingy tight, y’all, I’m about to bust through!

The tidying elf is Southern. Obviously.

And in other news, in case you were wondering, here are a few of the happenings around the Collie household.

The Tank is pulling up to stand and scoot along furniture.

And he doesn’t like to be told “no.” Who does?

He is very interested in getting hold of my Christmas hippopotamus. And you gotta respect a baby who won’t take no for an answer.

I may or may not have set my hair on fire last week.

What?

Why yes, a candle which had been moved from its lovely perch atop the TV was sitting on the window sill behind the TV, unbeknownst to yours truly. And when yours truly leaned behind the TV to see if the DVD player was plugged in correctly, yours truly’s long and flowy dark locks were blocking the view from said candle, and poof! My hair caught on fire.

I was very fortunate that it proceeded to dip into the wax, which put the fire out before I realized what had happened. But like four days dead Lazarus coming out of the tomb, one might have said, Lord, it stinketh.

I am rather thankful I didn’t have to stop, drop and roll, and singe the new carpet in the process.

Shew.

Afterwards HH came to the rescue and put some ice in a washcloth to freeze the wax, and then he got it out of my hair for me.

So if you notice an extra “layer” cut into my hair on one side, pretend you don’t know anything about it.

K Thanks.

And in other news, I may or may not have used a one-legged gingerbread man to talk about accepting people who are different this week.

It’s also possible that I found a treasured baby reindeer butt onesie in a box that I am certain I already looked in three times. Have I told you reindeer butts drive me nuts?

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I may also still have about 50-some Christmas cards left to write. Among other things.

Perhaps one more piece of information to add to this {un}important monologue, a couple more Whole Foods posts are coming your way — apologies I got sidetracked — and I’m planning to post a linky to one of them so that if you have some good recipes or ideas of your own to share, already published on these here internets elsewhere, you can link up!

Be on the lookout early next week. Unless I catch my hair on fire again. Then it might have to wait till Thursday.

Why does burnt hair smell SO bad? Anybody wanna google that for me?

xCC