Screen time to brag about

I'm a proud screen time mom and I will die on this hill. Some days, that glowing rectangle is the only thing standing between me and a complete mental breakdown. My genius parenting hack? Documentaries. Something magical happens when I switch from talking sponges to migrating wildebeests - suddenly my mom-guilt evaporates into thin air. Is there any actual difference? Maybe not. My kid is still hypnotized by pixels while I enjoy blessed silence. But throw the word "educational" in front of anything and it's like sprinkling fairy dust on your parenting choices. Nothing has actually changed except now I can smugly tell other moms, "Oh, Little R just adores learning about deep sea creatures" instead of admitting we're on hour three of screen time.

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