As fate would have it, my three-year-old decided he couldn't play by himself this weekend. This usually happens when I have projects I simply must work on.
Reminding him about Cars, Thomas or The Backyardigans didn't have the long-lasting effect I'd hoped. And those vanishing nap hours, well, I don't want to talk about them.
He's also at the stage where he's interested in computers. Computers are the main appeal at school. I work from my laptop, so when he wants to play a Diego or Max and Ruby game on Nick Jr.'s site, he's got a pretty comfy situation -- he sits backwards in the chair (his butt on the edge of the seat, his legs in Indian style underneath the lap desk). And because I know what a great time he has playing games, I feel bad not letting him have at least a few minutes of computer time.
Plus, he's cute so it's difficult to say "No!" all the damn time.
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