“Whatever happened to predictability? The milkman, the paper boy and even TV?”
Thanks to TBS or Nick or whichever channel electing to run this show nightly, “Full House” has once again become a fixture in my life.
After a long day of work, I’m typically welcomed by my three kids cozied up on the couch watching the antics of Baby Michelle, DJ, Stephanie, Danny, Joey and Jesse.
I loved this goofy family as a kid in the 90s, but I guess the Tanners are enjoying a comeback. Sweet, syrupy and safe programming for a whole new generation of kids. It’s a rare find.
Sure, there are lovey-dovey scenes with the men of the cast seeking lady companionship, but it’s tame compared to today’s primetime shows. The edge, humor and sexual tension increase – like tenfold. And reality TV? Forget about it!
Even the cartoons my boys like are a little dark. “Clarence,” “Teen Titans,” and “The Amazing World of Gumball.” Funny stuff, but littered with undertones of sass and rebellion.
Toss in social media – off-limits for my tween at the moment – and no wonder our kids are stripped of their innocence at such young ages. My oldest will be in sixth grade next year, and I already know he’s exposed to certain adult messages through friends.
I’m on the verge of junior high melodrama and boy-girl relationships – those I can handle. But I know we’re about to dive into pop culture – 2015 style – and that scares the shit out of me.
Images of Kim K. holding a champagne glass up with her ass, stories of Nicki Minaj mounting rappers, and the “Bachelor” dating 24 women at once. Where do I begin? And let’s not forget the news. Dark stuff. Beheadings, wars, athletes making headlines for sexual assaults.
I imagine my own parents worried about the same transitions when I was growing up.
How do you expose your kids to the world, but also maintain their innocence? How do you protect them from the crap and filth and corruption, but also start to educate them about national events, celebrity and (gulp) sex.
My kids all seem pretty clueless to the happenings outside their own little lives, and I’m totally cool with that … for now.
Let me shelter them for just a bit longer. Let us find a way to navigate pop culture in an age-appropriate way. And let them find entertainment in those sappy “Full House” episodes in 2015.
It’s going to be a tall order to raise morally sound kids with so much sex, drugs and bleh – but we’re going to give it our best.
Have Mercy on me!
If you have older kids, how have you gone down this path of balancing exposure versus sheltering?
And more importantly, are you still watching “Full House?” 😉