small, unintended consequences of large corporate blips

Since we don't have cable TV, the children are always excited to spend a Friday night with Gma, who has the luxury of Disney channel, etc.  Lately, they are like zombies when we come to retrieve them.  The TV has stolen their brains and replaced them with grumpy, ungrateful sacks of rocks.  This Friday, the Mister and I had a long-awaited "date" and nearly the best part of the night was that when we went to fetch the children, they were playing a game with Gma.  Imagine that.  Smiles all around.  They were laughing and loving one another.  Comcast was on the blink.  As we walked home in the dark, they (the children) said how thankful they were for the respite.  How much fun they'd had:  eating outside, chatting, playing.  Being old fashioned.  Ahh.