Please Don't Buy Me a Tablet

Roland asked me what I thought about getting a tablet for Jenna for Christmas. "Do you not even know your child at all?" I wanted to scream at him. Even if we could afford it, giving a tablet to Jenna would be offensive. She would interpret the gift to mean: "We don't have time for you. Here's an electronic device to tie you over" though I'm certain the tables have been turned for some parents. Jenna and I would like to get rid of the TV. We watch it because it's there, but she would be a zillion times happier if it wasn't there. And actually, it's not even on that much. When Roland gets off work, he likes to relax in front of the boob tube - even if it means vegetating in front of a program that doesn't offer material worth watching for either me or Jenna. A...