A week or so ago, he brought up something that caught me off guard. It wasn't one of his usual concerns, but I guess it was related now that I think about it. He decided we needed to watch less TV, and I begrudgingly agreed.
Up until then, our nightly routine was to come home, I'd make dinner while he entertained Bridget, and then we'd all sit in front of the TV. Often, since we all wanted to watch different shows, I'd be in the living room watching something I DVRed, Bridget would be next to me with her Kindle Fire on her lap watching Wonder Pets most likely, and my husband would be in the bedroom powering through a season of something on Netflix. It was pretty bad, mostly for Bridget although she didn't seem to mind too much.
When my husband got this idea, we discussed the terms and decided that we could only watch TV after 8:00 on weeknights, which is after Bridget goes to bed. Then, Saturday and Sunday were fair game. I mean, I'd feel bad depriving her of her friends the Wonder Pets forever. "What's gonna work? Teamwork!" Stupid ear worm of a song.
Activities that we can do with Bridget involving a TV, like Just Dance or Rock Band, are OK.
So far, it's been going OK. On the days that my husband beats me home, he's been taking the dog for a walk with Bridget, which I'm sure we'll continue to do as it warms up. I've been having a little trouble deciding what to do with Bridget in the hour and a half after dinner when it starts getting dark but before she goes to bed. The last couple nights, my husband's been out, and Bridget and I have sat on the couch and had some bonding time. I would ask her about her day, and she would earnestly tell me all about it while gazing into the distance and furrowing her brow. It's pretty cute. Monday, she told me how she was playing piano until her friend Andrew took it away from her. Not one to be trifled with, she took the piano back and then hit him. To which I, of course, told her it was never OK to hit anyone (while trying not to laugh because she just looked so serious).
Playing with one of her favorite toys right now - putting different outfits on Minnie
While I'm enjoying having little conversations with my daughter, and I look forward to the days when we can get out and actually do something, I do kind of miss vegging all night, too. But I know this is for the best and is benefiting all of us. As long as my DVR doesn't fill up, I'm a-OK! Haha. And who knows, maybe one of these nights our project will be to finish that basement. Or hire someone to do it.