Who says tv is bad for you?
Today, Elmo was talking about teeth.
Joshua came running into the kitchen yelling, "toofbrush! Peas! Peas? PEAS! Foffa's teef--toofBRUSH!"
The little guy sat on the couch, munching on his toothbrush and watching Elmo (who, incidentally, has no teeth).
I had plenty of time to make a necessary phone call--uninterrupted!