Emily’s Musings

Ah! The joy of Baby Einstein. Why did I wait so long to introduce this to Hannah? I have to admit, I am one of those moms who is a little paranoid about things. I had read a study that linked ADD and TV. This study showed that if your child was introduced to TV before the age of two, they were more likely to end up being diagnosed with ADD.

However, after careful consideration (my insanity of constantly entertaining my child is really what inspired the change of heart), I decided that 20 minutes of Baby Einstein everyday, was not going to be harmful. In fact, the DVD is teaching her how to count in five different languages! That is most certainly something I couldn’t teach her.

In the past week, Hannah has also discovered the joy of Sesame Street, and Teletubbies. I have discovered the joy of a few minutes to myself everyday, to do whatever!

Baby toys are for parents. Babies don’t care what they are playing with, as long as it is interesting. Hannah demands prefers to play with the real phone that is black, not her colorful cell phone that makes cute noises. Hannah’s FAVORITE thing to play with are the car keys. Notice how I wrote the car keys not my car keys? That is because there is only one set of car keys for our car. Yes, she is obsessed with playing with the only set we have (I have tried for MONTHS now to get another set of keys made. The ONLY place that can make a copy of my key is never open.) They are hers. She has a colorful set of keys in her toy box, but they are not the real keys.

It hasn’t been too bad yet (I say yet because I’m sure the fateful day will come when she looses the keys), the car keys are actually very entertaining, for hours! She smiles from ear to ear as she clumsily walks around the house squealing and shaking her bum to the clink, clink of the keys in her hand. The house stays uncluttered since she is not going to her toy box and taking everything out of it, and I can always tell where Hannah is by the jingle of the keys on which she has a death grip. She proudly walks around the house for hours as she shows off her keys. There is only one problem though . . . if you try to take away the keys and don’t offer her something else to play with that is equally exciting to her, she will cry and her skin will melt off her face. It is that traumatic. Unfortunately, the only thing that is equally as exciting to her is my computer mouse.

Hannah’s favorite “toys” are: the car keys, my computer mouse, my sunglasses, an empty lotion bottle, and the A/C remote control. What does this say about me?