Further proof of the magnetic properties of the television . . .
For the last month, I’ve been letting Karis watch a Baby Signs DVD every day. Both Jafta and India watched this when they were babies, and they really did learn some sign language from it so that they could communicate before they were verbal. And also so that we could make them perfom party tricks like signing “poop” in front of a large audience. Because poop is funny, ya’ll.However, every time I put the video on for Karis, Jafta and India stop what they are doing and sit and watch it, too. Even though it is a TOTAL baby show, with slow, boring shots of toys and animals and rotating gizmos, and even though they have each seen it umpteen times, they just sit in a daze and stare at the screen for the entire twenty minutes. Kiddie Crack. The television is Kiddie Crack.