Angus was not into television, at all, up until a couple of months ago. It was part of my stance when I had children, that they would not be glued to the box, all day, every day. Thankfully, he has never been interested anyway. When he turned 3, I felt content to let him watch a couple of shows, so long as they contained an educational flavour to them. So I tried him on various network and foxtel offerings. But nothing seemed to spark his interest. Until Toybox came along.
These days, I hail Toybox. The colourful characters and catchy tunes amuse my boy for the duration of the show... and more often than not, he pleads to watch another episode. Needless to say, I have a selection of Toybox stored in the planner, which has come in very handy, this week in particular. Seeing the delight on his little face as the scenes, songs and dances are played out, is worth every bit of Mama guilt I have for giving him square eyes.