I'm rubber, you're glue

With the help of my mom banning it over the summer, I have been able to successfully break my kids of their TV addiction. More specifically their addiction to the Disney Channel and Nickelodeon.

It's been heaven. I thought I was going to go crazy if I had to watch the same stupid re-runs of Zack and Cody or iCarly one more time. Or if I had to listen to the whining and the begging when I did assert my parental control over them and turn it off myself.

Anyway, after a moratorium from my mother (it's been awhile since she has had to tune out idiotic television) the kids finally came to a realization that they could indeed live without turning their brains to mush on a daily basis.

And so the TV stays off, for the most part. We're a little more selective with what we watch these days.

A few weeks ago John discovered a new channel that popped up on our cable. Hub. Who knows how long it's been there? I stopped channel surfing a long time ago, because when I actually sit down to watch TV, I have plenty of "my shows" recorded on the DVR to catch up on.

Anyway, on this particular channel, they show reruns of Family Ties.

Quality Television right there.

John and I were both excited. When he was younger, he wanted to be Alex P. Keaton, and when I was younger I was in love with Alex P. Keaton. (clearly John and I were made for each other from an early age)

So as I do with any show, I started DVR-ing them. Then, at my leisure, I can plop myself down on the couch, put my feet up, and take a break for a half hour or so.

The other day I was doing just that when the kids came home from school. I felt I deserved a break after squeezing lemons for the past two hours. Madison sat down next to me, watched the rest of the show, then looked at me and said:

"Wow, mom. I can't believe you like that show. It's even dumber than anything on the Disney Channel."

Is not.