So, Tanner broke the big screen TV again.....got mad, threw the remote control at the screen.. blah, blah, blah. You know, the usual. The TV has a shatter mark, kind of like a bullet hole in a plate glass window. I told him he would have to wait a long time for a new one. Well I got a new one at my convenience, and put the box (with the new TV inside it) in the garage and waited for a sufficient time to pass. I wanted to punish him, to make him yearn for a brand new, undamaged jewel to replace the spider webbed TV that he has been looking at for the last month. Unfortunately, he spied the box sitting in the garage. Then he went out and sat in front of the box for two hours. Two Hours! Just looking at it, pointing at it, admiring it. He has done this several times.
But, I will also add, that Tanner has thrown the remote control at the broken TV again...recently.... several times... So the new TV is still in a safe place: in it's styrofoam packing, boxed up, in the garage, waiting to be installed. Each time he throws something at the existing, sad TV I tell him it will be another week before I set up the new one. It might be around Christmas....
