They call him Flipper

I've discovered that 1960's television is a great way to keep my boys out of trouble...at least for a little while. It's hilarious.

A while back we got rid of cable television and switched to internet only with Netflix. We can get as many DVDs through the mail as we want a month, and at the same time stream movies online and through the Wii. Why pay huge amounts of money for cable T.V. when Netflix is SO much cheaper, and we can still watch everything that we watched before? Add into that the fact that we can watch lots of shows that we couldn't watch before, and it's a great deal.

So, as we were browsing online the other night to see what was available to watch, Jereme and I discovered that we could watch "Flipper." I loved "Flipper" as a kid, and apparently so did Jereme. After adding it to our "Instant Queue, " we turned it on and the boys were totally absorbed. It is so funny to watch them watch it! Today as we watched the boys kept asking, "Mama, is Flipper going to save them?" and, "Mama, is that the bad guy? Where's Flipper? Maybe he'll save the day!" and "Where's the shark?" (I guess they already realize that it's predictable?) So cute!

I've been kind of thankful for "Flipper" today. I try to really limit how much T.V. the boys watch everyday, and when they watch it I definitely monitor what they watch--but I am SO tired of "Bob the Builder" that I could scream! What can kids watch, though, when everything has violence, sex, and lots of swearing? We're pretty much limited to "Caillou," "Bob the Builder," "Sid the Science Kid," and...not much else. So, it's been awesome that the boys are enjoying "Flipper."

They watched a couple of episodes (each episode is 25 minutes) and I did my housework. Good deal! Thank you Netflix!