Showing posts with label Teeny Little Super Guy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Teeny Little Super Guy. Show all posts

Friday, October 1, 2010

Take a Walk Down the Street with Me...

This past week I've seen two different clips from season 41 of Sesame Street. And I'm unsure of how I exactly feel about what's going on down the street. Katy Perry ended up on the cutting room floor or rather the rest of her outfit. The other clip "TrueMud" has bounced around the web like wildfire and I thought it at the time it was almost genius. But, now I'm wondering if it really was.

I enjoy parodies as much as the next person, but Sesame Street is stretching it with a HBO TV show parody. You really think the same people subscribing to HBO channels still flip to PBS for the occasionally Antiques Roadshow? Much less tune in to Sesame Street for their children to watch? I don't think so. However, there they were: Sookie, Bill, Sam, Maryann, LaFayette, Arlene, Tara and even Sheriff Bud Dearborne puppets on the set following a opening title sequence for TrueMud. (Way dirtier than the opening of TrueBlood)

I'm not being a grouch, but I was raised on the "Street" watching it religiously as a child, but now it doesn't hold a special place in my heart anymore. As a parent to two boys, I've turned my back on where I was raised and my boys don't watch anything on PBS. They've both seen the few Sesame Street DVDs we've got, but nothing that's been produced in the last 8 years. One morning, I was checking FB on my blackberry before getting out of bed (yeah, my desktop is just for pure blogging now) and came across a WONDERFUL memory of Sesame Street. A friend had posted a link on how crayons were made. I watched it and remembered mornings filled with Super Grover and Mr. Hooper's store. Ayden, my youngest had crawled into bed with me and from the tiny 2x3 inch screen on the BB we were engrossed in awe. "Again, I watch crayons again! " Ayden said and we did.

Ahh memories, sweet memories! Where is the Teeny Little Super Guy and the vintage crayon making videos today on Sesame Street? Where's John-John and Grover counting backwards? Where's Snuffy, Bob and the Twiddle Bugs? Is there a Fix-It Shop on Sesame Street anymore or has it been replaced with a Starbucks or Walgreen's like every other street-corner in America?

So, while I loved Sesame Street and the Muppets growing up, I'm wondering the effect of media will have on our children today. Maybe I'm getting old, (shudder the thought) but why are we so focused on celebrities as opposed to world news or things going right here in America, not just the Jersey Shore. Just two days ago, I received a small 2 sentence tweet on Twitter about four Fort Hood Soldiers committing suicide and I had to type in the search box on CNN to pull up the headline, because everyone was more worried over President Jimmy Carter's case of the BG's (bubbleguts). And what is today's headlines? Oh, they're now focused on questioning JonBenet's brother. WTF? This happened in 1996, 14 years ago this Christmas. Now, I do feel bad about her death, but reopening this case won't bring back that little girl. How about focusing on our current situations at hand? Not Kat Perry's cleavage popping out on Sesame Street or Michelle Obama and Nick Jonas teaming up for fitness. Don't bother yourself with childhood obesity Michelle. It's the childhood brainwashing, name-brand icons and celebrities being implanted in their heads we need to worry about. I'm wondering what the world (or America in this case) is coming to.

Tuesday, March 2, 2010

Bought To You By The Letter V.....

I have requests from my friend Tiffany all the time. This is just for you!
Tiffany- Can you hurry up and blog some more please my night is so booooring I need a little something to laugh about when I'm trying not to puke my guts up at 2 am!

Clay-
You know what’s funny? Having a Mexican say the letter V.



V is for Vomit....


Last night, my youngest wasn't feeling well. I got up and checked on him often to see if he was still running a fever. My boys share a room, so I check both heads...must be a Mom thing. Well, the last time I got up to check on the boys, the youngest came back to bed with me....an hour later the oldest came and got into bed with us. Within five minutes, we were all asleep, then something woke me....it was my oldest poking my arm.


4 year old Son: Mommy, I don't speak bubbles.


Mommy: Okay.


Sleeptalking...it's funny. I guess since I'm a light sleeper, I hear every noise and random talking at night. Especially when your husband is asleep and says "Stupid Faggots!" That's when I wake up laughing.
So, we're dressed and on the way to school this morning or so I thought. The boys are loaded up in the car and we're off. It's a 3 mile drive to the Elementary school Chris attends. We made it to the end of our road and I hear....."Ralph!" and purple vomit goes everywhere.
Which reminds me of yesterday, I went to lunch with my BFF Jen and her little boy Ma-Ma (pronounced May-may and that's not his real name.) We went to this AWESOME Chinese/Japanese/American buffet (drooling) which had everything you could think of, EXCEPT the awesome green beans that every other Chinese buffet in America serves...I'll let it slide. Anyway, Ma and I are at the booth eating to our hearts content. Jen is refilling her plate (at this point in her pregnancy, she's able to eat and travel. YAY!) So, Ma-Ma and I are sitting there, he shoves a fry in his mouth, chews and then...right back out. Yelling loudly in the restaurant that he "Vomited" and everyone there knew before we left that the little blond haired boy vomited and then kept on eating.


A word to the wise, do NOT give your child Applejack's and grape juice for breakfast if they've been feeling kinda puny. So, I have the whole curdled milk and purple vomit thing going on in the back of the car.....and my husband isn't here to clean it. Arghh! I need Teeny Little Super Guy, he'd know how to fix the problem.
BTW-My little one is feeling a bit better.....