Wednesday, October 17, 2007
Heffalumps & Woozles
Does anyone know the song?
"Heffalumps and Woozles are very confusils..."
It's from "Sing-A-Song With Pooh Bear" (or something like that)- a VHS tape that has had top-billing in my family room for 2 weeks now. DX (the short-hand version of my son's name) is Pooh Bear-obsessed. It was cute, at first. Now, I am dreaming of Tigger in my sleep.
It all started innocently enough. A Winnie the Pooh theme in his room. Only a few Pooh Bear toys and books that we bought to China. A few more that we got when we came home. He doesn't even own a stuffed Winnie. (Yet.) Well, it is now just past the 2 month mark, and he positively flips when he sees one of those Pooh Bear & Piglet helium balloons that hover over every WalMart check-out we've been at. Not a tantrum-type flip out. Just a pure excitement flip out. I'm not sure what the cashiers think!
So, I've never before had strong feelings for or against Winnie. Mickey Mouse, on the other hand, I've always despised. Even as a child, while I loved to watch the Mickey Mouse Club show, I could not stand to watch a cartoon of Mickey or Minnie. It's not a mouse thing. Maybe it's just that semi-unintelligible high-pitched squeaky voice. Ugh- I'm shuddering just thinking of it!
But, I have to tell you- I'm getting more than a little tired of Winnie and his posse now, too. Dora & Diego are cute, but the theme music is starting to make me cringe. Even Thomas the Tank is leaving me cold on the tracks. It's a good thing that DX watches a maximum of 2 hours of TV per day. Anymore than that and I'd be cracked up in the corner somewhere.
My television viewing discontent probably has something to do with the fact that last night was the first time I watched the News in weeks. Overall, I still feel pretty out of touch with what's going on around me. I mean, I think our daily lives are under control now- we all have our routines down pat, and things are running really smoothly (touch wood!). BUT, adult conversation that doesn't involve talking about kids? Pretty rare for me these days. Even with my husband. Even here in Bloggyland- or in my Yahoo groups world- we're all about kids and family-building and other wonderful things. But, sometimes, just sometimes, I'd like to talk about things that are completely independent of adoption or child-rearing.
Know what I mean?