It’s crack for the preschool set…and apparently my daughter wants to jump on this damn bandwagon.
She points to the TIVO remote…points to the TV screen…DORA DORA.
And then it’s like someone hit the spazz button on her cerebellum…arms twisting…body spinning like a dervish…
Over the weekend we take her to the Borders to check out some rugrat lit, maybe some Clifford or some Rhyming books…and she spys a Dora popup book. End of story. ME ME ME ME ME ME ME all the way to the frickin checkout.
I’m thankful that the live version ain’t coming anywhere near my hometown.
Lent starts today. I’ll try to increase my patience.
I have to draw the line somewhere though. This is and will remain a purple dinosaur free house.