During the move our access to Big Media has been restricted. The boys had to endure a day or two without any electronic visual stimulation, which was hard on them. Corwin spent some time just sitting in a chair facing the (non-operational) TV, complaining about being bored. Eventually Mom brought over the DVD player but despite a lot of fiddling we were unable to get the sound to work. This didn’t stop the boys from wanting to watch their RugRats™ episode collection DVD. Hearing the episodes seemed to be a luxury that was nice but not required. After watching a few episodes one night and then going to bed, the next morning as soon as he was downstairs Charles found the DVD case. He brought it over to me with his best pleading look and said “peas?”. He was not a happy camper when I arbitrarily denied his request to spend the day in silence with the RugRats™. Corwin took the decision with an air of oppressed indifference, obviously practicing for being a teenager.