Yo Gabba Gabba’s biggest fan might actually be me, sadly. I added all of the available music to my phone so Ava could listen it to on the way to and from daycare. Initially she was very excited. But a few songs into yesterday’s commute I noticed a weird thing. She was silent. I turned around and she was contentedly sucking her thumb and looking out the window. Meanwhile I had been singing along the entire time. I’m not sure how many songs we had gone through at that point, but it was at least four. Naturally, I just assumed that she was tired, so I tried again this morning after our car routine. The car routine, if you are curious, generally involves her telling me where we are going and who is going to be there, followed by her telling me everything she sees outside…trees, cars, buildings and sometimes and airplane. And if we’re lucky, we’ll see a helicopter (a strange and also unexpected bonus of living near the District.) Beyond that the car ride varies depending on her mood. So this morning I put Yo Gabba Gabba back on, and started to sing along absent-mindedly as I drove and again discovered that I was singing along by myself. She just didn’t care. Until recently this was her favorite song (and mine too apparently:)
I asked her if she was ok and she was fine of course. I went down the list of things she likes to do in the car (sing songs, play the alphabet game, etc.) When she said no to everything I asked her if she’d like to listen to something different and she said “mommy put on Goyte please.” So, at two years old my daughter is already cooler than me. I have already started to cross the line when the parent becomes decidedly un-cool. It’s only a matter of time until I become embarrassing. No more street cred over here folks.
Welcome back to reality Whit. While it would have been hilarious, you are not going to see the Maury Povich show. You could not stay away from that last George R.R. Martin book for more than a week, no matter what you said. You were also not able to go to a concert on a Wednesday night this week, even though they are one of your favs: http://wp.me/pROJ9-eE
You must accept it. Your body and mind only allow so much. Instead you are staying at home with your nose in that book about dragons and fighting with Home Depot who are finally after a freaking month coming to drop off the wood to finish your floors this weekend. You will not, however, be watching tv because your first grown-up 55 inch flat screen blew out after five months. Really Samsung? So I will be calling the Samsung tech for the 50th time because they have still not made an appearance. No Xbox, no Yo Gabba Gabba, no Real Housewives, no fun for anyone. This was our first major appliance in our home and I don’t think we can ever go back to a smaller tv. We’re spoiled now. My husband certainly won’t be able to blow up zombies, or whatever else he’s blowing up in those games of his on a regular tv now.
Speaking of my husband, he asked me this morning if the Spice Girls were ever coming to DC. So today is a weird day. Maybe I’m not on Planet Earf after all.
Let’s face it. Kids shows can be, well, annoying. Ava used to watch the Wiggles, but I put my foot down before she got too attached. I’m sorry, but those guys give me the creeps. She also loves Elmo, like every other kid in the world. And I’m all for Sesame Street. I think I half learned to read from it myself. But Elmo’s voice wears down my nerves after awhile. My mother continues to buy talking Elmo toys for Ava because she thinks getting on my nerves is hilarious. Thanks mom. That’s not dysfunctinal at all. But Ava’s favorite show is Yo Gabba Gabba. And its kind of my favorite show too. Yes, it can still be annoying. One of the characters has a voice that tears right through my heart. But the lessons are there and it keeps her entertained so I can get dinner made at night and its the only show out there that has some remnants of the shows that I watched as a kid. The cool thing about the show is that is was not created by network execs. It was created by Christian Jacobs (the lead singer of the Aquabats) and one of his childhood friends, Scott Schultz. They had no experience in tv, they were just two dads and friends that shared a mutual disappointment in kid’s tv. They both wanted to design a kid’s show that was entertaining while featuring real artists and real performers. Mark Mothersbaugh of Devo fame has a regular segment on the show. At this point he may be better known for scoring the music of all of Wes Anderson’s feature films. Or maybe that’s just me. The music on the show is awesome. Seriously, awesome. And I can dance around like an idiot all I want to and its ok.
One of my favorite episodes is the Happy episode, mainly because of this video:
That guy is the geekiest guy of all time, but he sure makes me cheery. My all time favorite video on the show:
My apologies on the quality of the video, but its the best I could find. I love The Roots.