The following photo is one I took in the last week. Before my daughter turned four months old.
You will have one of two thoughts when you see it.
You will either think I'm a parenting genius.
Or you will think I'm ruining my daughter with screen time, destroying her social skills, negatively impacting her sleep, increasing her chance of depression, most likely giving her ADHD and a lack of appreciation for books made from paper.
If you had the first thought... thanks. You probably have a baby, toddler or small child. You probably have been in a similar situation to the one I was. My baby was awake, I needed to get ready to go out. So I popped her in her newborn high chair and switched on the Disney Movie channel. Thirty minutes of blissful silence from my extremely content baby (except for the few giggles and baby gurgles as she enjoyed the bright colours flashing on the screen).
If you are the latter thought, then you might die when I tell you what other horrors I expose my daughter to.
Just before she turned three months old, my daughter had an epic melt down. Nothing was wrong. I tried my 22 million things to settle her and nothing worked. As I reached desperation, I remembered parents talking about how their children loved one thing above all else. I wondered... would a baby love it too?
I grabbed my phone. Searched Let it go Frozen YouTube. I hit play. Silence. A smile. My baby was amazed. My baby was happy. By the end of the song she was cooing along.
Disney video clips are my new favourite thing. They amuse her when she's awake and in a good mood. They settle her when she's cranky. They keep her entertained for two and a half minutes while I get her feed ready.