Have you ever been excited to share a movie you enjoyed in “childhood” with your kids? You know, watch it again. Spread the joy. Share the laughter. Reminisce.
That was before PG-13.
I don’t know about you, but I’ve stumbled a few times in recent years, picking some of those funny favorites to watch with my kids. “You’re gonna love this,” I say.
And they do.
And I whisper to my husband, “Did you remember that from this movie?”
Things seem a little different when viewed through the eyes of . . . a . . . parent. From behind those “parenting goggles” some things just jump out at us (!), such as certain words . . . and content . . . that we just never even noticed before. Before we were parents, that is.
Some of the ones I recently “stumbled upon” were BIG and Forrest Gump (coincidentally enough, both with Tom Hanks). Yep, some words, some humor, some scenes . . . that I just didn’t remember (without my parenting goggles on). And here’s my latest: Eight is Enough. For any of you parents who grew up in the 70’s, you may remember it well. It was my favorite. Wednesday nights. 8 o’clock. Never missed an episode. Knew all the characters’ names and the actors who played them. I lived vicariously through that family of 8 kids. And I lived vicariously again, almost 40 years later, watching with my daughter just the other night. (I bought the DVD of the first season; just couldn’t resist.)
Good ‘ole Eight is Enough. Prime time, Wednesday nights. 1977. Good ‘ole wholesome t.v.
Or so I remembered. As a kid. Without my parenting goggles on.
The 70’s weren’t quite as I remembered it, as a kid, without my parenting goggles . . .
Women were “liberating” . . . and kids were experimenting . . . and free love still abounded from the 60’s. Let’s just say there were some teachable moments for my 10 year old. Funny enough, I was just her age when I watched it. Hmmmm…..now that’s food for thought, on our parenting plate. Tune in, chime in, and let me know what you think. Leave a reply below: Is t.v. today really more risqué than it was when we were kids? Or do we just see it all through our parenting goggles?