I hate the word "mine". I'm a big fan of "Finding Nemo" and one of the many perks to the movie, aside from hippie stoner turtles, are the seagulls. Love the seagulls! So imagine my happiness when I found out that Kyan will actually sit down and watch a movie. My first thought was "WHERE'S MY NEMO DVD?!" As luck would have it one night after bathtime as we were settling in to do our ritual rocking to sleep, I flip the channels and find Nemo is on. Granted we missed most of the movie, but we came in just as the whole "Jellyman" with the Jellyfish and the Turtles was coming on. Why is it that all the good movies and shows come on at bedtime? I sit there laughing and trying to to as hard as I can, but I end up either waking him up or keeping him awake. We've now discussed that I'm (still) banned from America's Funniest Videos, and all CNN/MSNBC/Political Debates/State of the Union Addresses/ or otherwise programs where I will want to hurl something through the television, debate with it, or get on a pee my pants roll with the show. Anyways, so we sat and watched it and then he promptly went off to bed just as the credits started rolling. I was pretty happy. Can you imagine how this will effect my day to day routine?! I can pop a movie in and poof! Happy kid! I can take him to the movies! I can buy him videos without having to get dirty looks from the cashier like "Your kid is 2 months old, why are you buying a kiddie movie?" Finally an excuse to go to the G rated Disney movies and laugh along with the under 10 crowd (Again!)! But like all great bubbles, this too shall burst. Those stupid seagulls. STUPID BELOVED SEAGULLS I CURSE YOU!!! Now all I hear in my house is "mine! mine!" Everything seems to be Kyan's, from the markers, to the crayons, toy cars, crackers, and things that clearly are not his like the phone, remote, Mommy's pillow, our bed, it's mine and mine from sun-up to sun-down. And just when I was reluctantly about to toss my Nemo DVD into the "inappropriate and overly watched" pile (where the Old MacDonald book currently is hidden and has been hidden for weeks now) I heard one of the characters on a Nick Jr. show saying it today! WHY ARE THEY TEACHING THESE KIDS TO SAY MINE?! I'm all for educational programming, we're big fans of Sesame Street (and I say that as a former Grouch-ka-teer) and it's paying off as he's 2 months short of 2 years old and can count from 1-10. It helps to get that reinforcement that Mommy isn't just being silly and singing her ABC's for her health! Elmo does it too!!! C is for cookie is definately good enough for me in my house! But why do they have to show that something is someone's by saying "No! That's mine!" in that way? Why can't they teach sharing differently? Alas, I'm being summoned by a toddler holding a sippy cup saying "Mine!" and I'm sure the next word will be a command for "Juice!" |
