7 year olds can be brutally honest. I watch Netflix a lot. I watch on my phone while I do tasks around my house. I watch while I exercise, feed the baby, cook dinner, do the laundry, etc... Ada apparently thinks that's all I do. Several times now she's told me and her friends that all I do is watch TV. Nice. What she doesn't see is: I wake up in the morning, feed the baby, change the baby, wake Ada and Sam up for school, get them out the door, eat breakfast, read my scriptures, exercise, take Evelyn to dance class, do the dishes, start the laundry, pick up Sam from school, make lunch, clean up lunch, get the kids to do their chores, help them with their homework, help them with their piano lessons, take Ada to her dance class, teach their fencing class, make dinner, clean up dinner, continue feeding and changing the baby, bathe all four of my kids because Ada still refuses to really wash her hair, wash more laundry, sweep the floor, create the Ward bulletin every week... which is usually a two or three day process, make sure that Ada has clean sheets every day... most of these on a daily basis.... only a few of them are TV friendly... does she see that most of the dresses in her closet were sewn by me? Or that a lot of the birthday presents are crocheted by me? Does she see that the house is clean until she and Sam get home from school? Does she see that I volunteer at her school once a week? Or that I take all the kids to museums, play places, parks, shopping, cousins, grandparents and sometimes even friends houses? How much of me is what she actually sees... and how much of what she sees is what she actually tells? Honestly there are two lessons for us here. Looking at how Ada is "judging" me (I don't think she's trying to be judgmental, just trying to make an observation) and looking at how I really am... what's the truth? This is one of the things that we don't have a right to do to those around us. Can we see into their lives and into their hearts? Or is it our job to help them and love them?
The thing that strikes me the most is that I have a choice right now. I can choose to be offended, or I can choose to forgive and help her learn. I think that part of our growth as children of God is learning to forgive our parents for all the "wrongs" that were done to us (I honestly think that when I got married and had kids I had no choice but to love my parents and everything they were able to accomplish with us growing up. I have no idea how they were able to do it all.) I also think that we have to forgive our children. A lot of times, they are not trying to hurt us or slight us. They are just being. Sometimes that can still hurt, but we can take the opportunity to teach them to take their observations and care for the people that they are observing. And yes, I do watch TV... do I just sit and watch TV? Not usually, and if I do it's with a child or spouse in my arms. I used to try to listen to talks/podcasts while I did my stuff. Most of the time it ended up being just noise because I'd miss half of it with the sound of the washing machine/mixer/dishwasher/kids... With a TV show it didn't matter if I missed out of 5 mins or not. Should I change what I'm doing? Maybe. But should I choose to forgive and teach? Most definitely.