My daughter is addicted to Sesame Street. Its like kiddie crack. I was so careful about not letting her watch ANY tv for the first year of her life, but then sometime this spring (most likely when she dropped from two naps to one), she had her first glimpse of "Sesa". Then, a friend of Nana and Ota bought Lily an Ernie puppet. Now, just a few short months later, she's officially hooked. Here's what a typical day looks like for my little fiend. Wakes up. Talks in her crib "Mommy? Daddy? Mama? Dada? Abby? Bert? Ernie? Mommy? Daddy? Abby? Abby? Abby?". Pete goes in to get her, changes her diaper. "Mama? Mama? Mommy? Mommy?" He brings her into our room. "Mommy!" Gives me a hug and kiss. "Hi! Sesa? Sesa? Sesa? Sesa? Sesa?" Points to the remote control. "Eh! Eh! Eh! Sesa? Mommy, Sesa?" Mommy and Daddy succumb to the addiction and put on Sesa On Demand (On Demand is like having a coca field in your backyard and a crack lab in your basement). She watches while we attempt to get just a little bit more sleep (our addiction since Lily was born). Later, when we come downstairs, she beelines for her toy bin and gets her Abby, Big Bird and Snuffleupagus dolls and her Bert and Ernie puppets. "Sesa? Sesa? Sesa? Sesa?" Because we're enablers, she then continues her episode from upstairs on the downstairs tv, surrounded by her Sesa dolls and puppets. If we're home all day, she ususally requests Sesa at least 50 more times, and will ususally watch at least one more episode in the late afternoon. So how did we go from zero tv to two hours per day? Much like a crack addict wakes up one day and wonders how his addiction got so out of control, the last few months is a blur of yellow feathers, monster puppets, songs of sunny days, and uni-brows.
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Katie, those are such great pics of Lily! Does she like "The Monster at the End of this Book"? Evie loves it.
Lily also loves that book. It was one of my favs as a kid, too!
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