It was a rough week at our home. The term “personal crisis” comes to mind, but, truly, “crisis” is too strong of a word. Our family’s overall health and wellness are intact, and we know that God has a plan and it’s all under His control. That said, I won’t deny that I’ve had several sleepless nights and have been sick to my stomach for much of the week. Worst of all, the day everything exploded, Dan was away on a golf outing for work, so I was on my own with the boys all. day. long. (Except for a life-saving dinner with my parents at IHOP, bless them!!!)
My mind was a wreck, and I was highly distracted–trying to figure out how to remedy the situation and composing e-mails in my head. I was especially thankful for our daily “quiet time,” when my two youngest children nap, my oldest child reads, and my six-year-old, well… [hides face in shame] …plays on the iPad. Here’s the thing. This child is at a tricky age; he’s too old for naps, but he’s not a strong enough reader to entertain himself with books for an hour at a time. My solution for this stage was to let him watch the iPad, which he loves and guarantees me a nice chunk of peaceful, blissful, sanity-saving alone time in the afternoon.
The only video-viewing app I allow on the iPad is Netflix, which I thought I had under control by way of the “Parental Settings.” I had created a profile for each of my children, except for the baby of course. My oldest son’s programming was set to “Big Kids,” my middle two sons’ programming was set to “Little Kids.” Everyone–including Dan and I–had to enter a password to watch a show rated higher than PG. I thought that these settings were sufficient, but, goodness, was I wrong. [Read more…]