Daddy, I Broke the TV
March 09, 2011, By Buzz Bishop 6 comments
A 50” 3-D Plasma TV will not survive a swing from a Lego wand wielded by a preschooler. How do I know? My son killed one this weekend, less than 5 minutes after I had pulled it from the box and plugged it in.
In my other life, I also do tech reviews for a major Canadian retailer. That means test driving some pretty excellent gear. With a major hockey game to be broadcast in 3D, Panasonic offered me a test unit to have the boys over and experience sports in true, wonderful 3-D.
I had just plugged it in and invited the family to the basement when my son walked over to it, swung a lego wand and screamed “I don’t like this TV!” The screen cracked and went black. The only life remaining was a blinking red light on the bottom of the unit. A small warning that things were tragic.
What happened next was a true test of parenting. A test I failed. I erupted in a stream of scolds. It was embarrassing.
My wife stepped in and mediated until I could regain myself. Minutes later I was by his bedside talking to him about what I did and what he did.
Surprisingly, my wife owned the sudden switch in our son’s behavior saying it was because she was watching Oprah. There was an episode about a four-year-old diagnosed with bi-polar disorder that featured him throwing things around the house, yelling at his mom and, generally, being a terror. My wife caught only a few minutes of it, but then talked with our son about how the boy on TV was naughty and that’s not how good boys act.


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