Miracleman, Owen's new favorite show? Yo Gabba Gabba. I'm fucking DOOMED.

Owen, too? We're ALL doomed.

DH thinks it's some kind of programming/brainwashing device to create an army of unstoppable toddler and preschooler minions, and that after a few more episodes our kids are going to stage an uprising on behalf of whatever Evil Mind lurks behind the show.

I really do think either works, JZ. Since you've already written the notes, I'd go ahead and send them.

Emeline's favorite bedtime song is the theme from "Wonder Pets"

Lenny, Tuck, and Ming-Ming too! We're Wonder Pets and we'll help you!"

our kids are going to stage an uprising on behalf of whatever Evil Mind lurks behind the show

and for the uprising, the parents will all be expected to sew costumes out of that nasty furry-toxic stuff, and bake 150 green/puce cupcakes.

OK - so what was the show that you loved but your parents couldn't take?

Annabel likes that one, but in our new Yo Gabba Gabba world, if you ask her if she likes her food, she sings "There's a party in my tummy--so nummy! so nummy!"

holy wow is that the worst trainwreck. Sorry not to be a team player, but I hope this isn't a buffista-baby trend... Iris is obsessing about bob the builder, and that's about as much as I can take.

My only hope is the fact that he changes his preferences every few weeks. It used to be Foster's Home for Imaginary Friends, before that it was El Perro y El Gato so I know this obsession can't last too awfully long.

Plus, he starts preschool next week so I'll be free of his preferences for a few hours a week.

DH's thinks it's some kind of programming/brainwashing device to create an army of unstoppable toddler and preschooler minions, and that after a few more episodes our kids are going to stage an uprising on behalf of whatever Evil Mind lurks behind the show.

There's a giant egg in the bowels of our local PBS station, I'm sure.

JZ :: favorite-job-getting~ma!

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Recovery~ma for your mom and coping~ma for you, erika.

Juliana, backflung.

I know there's more, but I cannot brain. I have the dumb. Got up relatively early (though nothing like early's going to be next week) to take the kitten to the vet for his first check-up. Seamus is healthy and almost over his kitty flu. Dr. V. says that we can introduce him to the other critters on Monday.

I was planning to work all day, but now I have to go down to Burbank to Ross DFL because they forgot to put the wallet I bought into the bag last night. I know that this is going to tempt me to look at their shoes (which I resisted yesterday). Bad Ross! No cookie. Possibly more money, though.

In other random clothing news, I finally have broken down and am culling all of my closets of the clothes that don't fit right now. I figure I'll box them up and then use them as a reward if/when I lose this extra weight. In the meantime, my closets are starting to be usable again rather than clogged with stuff in multiple sizes.

I'm pretty sure most things we watched my parents couldn't stand. I remember once either Dad or Mom commenting about Saturday Morning Bugs Bunny cartoons "But you've already seen it before!" and it didn't matter. You never knew with Bugs if it was going to be your favorite or maybe the cartoon you liked but didn't get played often.

I kind of liked the comfort of reruns.

Dukes of Hazard and A Team were probably things they couldnt' stand either.