thank you for the music

How much we have the telly on our house varies enormously from day to day. There's days when we don't even think of turning it on, too busy doing "something less boring instead". Then there's lazy Sundays when, pjs still on, they're glued to Milkshake looking like nothing short of a pair of zombies.


Rosie's pretty good at keeping us in check. She can usually only do 20 mins of square eye acquisition before she authoritatively flicks it off, saying "I want to make/read/do/play something". And, I'll shamefully admit, there are days when I think "really? Can't we watch more trash? Just for five minutes?"


Like with most parents I know, on the days when my kids watch too much TV, I feel a little less deserving of the "bloody flaming brilliant mum of the year" award I'd given myself the previous day when we'd put on our wellies and gone out splashing in puddles or worked our way through our fit-to-bursting book shelves.


But music is different. Rosie and Charles will crank up some tunes, prance around, jump, twirl, sing until their little heart's content and I don't have an ounce of guilt about that. With music there's space for the imagination, room for individuality, it involves being an active rather than the passive and stupid recipient that TV turns you into.


So we were more than happy when this Paper Jamz guitar showed up. They are just 2cm thick and weigh 500g, so whilst are recommended for 8+ years are cool for little ones if you're around to monitor proceedings. They were rocking away for a good hour. Apologies to the neighbours. Click here for more info.