I've stopped turning the kid's shows on in the morning because Big Kid falls into a television trance and takes forever to eat breakfast. Instead, I've been turning the Symphony music channel on.
Big Kid loves this and I don't mind it at all. It makes for a pleasant morning.
Or it would. If little kid didn't live here.
Orchestra music is to little kid as church hymns are to people possessed by Satan.
He spends most of the morning whining, covering his ears, trying to find the remote or reach the television buttons, and complaining of head and back aches "'cuz 'at music hurts! I wanna watch Batman movie!" I never give into him, but he never stops trying.
It makes for a really relaxing morning.