The hubby and I firmly believe in educational TV for the girls.
For example, a little dose of Sponge Bob at night allows he and I to have some much coveted peace at the dinner table and exposes the girls to the wonders of ocean life and the importance of holding down a respectable job in the restaurant industry, not to mention the joy of cooking. That Sponge Bob whips up a mean krabby patty!
The hubby and the girls have a new post-dinner tradition of watching Tivo’d Price is Right reruns. During the opening “Come On Down!” segment, the girls jump up and down on the couch with more exuberance than I could possibly muster over the course of an entire week (unless, of course, I find a great pair of shoes on clearance at TJ Maxx or Target.) Miss C can actually recite, almost verbatim, the intro script. See, who says TV isn’t educational?
Their favorite part is the showcase, but it’s long-time host Bob Barker who has wooed the girls with his silver hair and good looks, especially Miss C.
Miss C walked up to me the other morning, sleepy and bleary eyed and said, quite seriously, “Mommy, I need to tell you a secret.”
I braced myself, thinking she wanted to confide in me some important revelation about kindergarten.
She leaned in to whisper in my ear.
“Last night I had a dream about Bob Barker.”
Yes, it’s true. She dreamed that she met Bob Barker and he gave her a big hug.
We’re already trying to track down an autographed picture of him for Miss C.