More in-depth awesome moments are to be blogged, though the payback is less. I blog the good stuff because I cherish YOU, special reader.
Anywho, I had to post this bit this morning because of the shockingly high cute content:
"I left Phineas and Ferb on while I took a shower this morning and it switched to Little Einsteins. I know this because as I got out of the shower, I heard WG playing her violin along to the episode on the TV - the Moldau. In the right key. With low 2s and everything. Hot dang, she is definitely the husband's daughter!! Then she got out her old 10th size and gave the Dude a mini lesson. !!!"I am not and will not gloat because I know this is all her freakish brains, and I also know a good portion of those brains did not come from my DNA - AND I also know she was lucky enough to be born to a Suzuki teacher so she could learn how to use that freakish memory of hers as it connects to the musics. But I CAN stand back and say "WHOA, lookit the awesome on that kid!" Which is exactly what I did.
But the dark side of social networking is the ease of lobbing opinions around. You want an example? Just check out anything the husband posts - he has a few people who argue everything until the cows come home. It's surprisingly predictable. So to the awesomeness I posted about WG's ears, and the myriad of fabulous responses from friends, I got a lone comment about how terrible Phineas and Ferb is.
Several things went through my brain. Such as whoa - point missed. I actually was wary about it until I watched it, and found it is smart and high-larious. "Do you collect coins just in case / vending machines become the dominant race?" - this is WG's and my favorite line from the Phineas and Ferb Across the 2nd Dimension movie which we could watch, like every day. Plus it has Slash in it, for goodness sake! WG is currently sporting a Perry the Platypus nightgown. And I'm picky too - I hate the Fresh Beat Band and Barbie and Tinkerbell and... well, the list goes on. And then there is the one thought - yes, I let my child rot their brains on TV, and yet my 5 year old just played the theme to Smetanas's Moldau by ear - so watching Phineas and Ferb hasn't totally ruined her yet.
This sounds defensive, but I promise my brain scrolled through these within a few seconds, then came up with the conclusion that clarification was pointless and to ignore it, like I do with most things. I'm really not as annoyed as this sounds, but I felt it important to note to other parents out there who may have issues with my choices that yes, we watch TV in this house, make poor decisions, but every once in a while do something halfway right. So here, as a gift to you, are other idiotic things I do as a parent:
Change the kid's diapers in the middle of the living room without a changing mat (the only time this was ever a problem was when I was changing the Dude at Heidi's place and assured her he was totally fine. Then he peed on her wall)
Have extra lollipops in my bag as a nuclear option if shopping trips go south
Watch hours of mindless television
Allow the Dude's face to get super filthy sometimes just because it's easier to deep wipe it once than catch a squirming Dude 27 times in one hour
I have not even attempted broccoli with the Dude
Both my kids can correctly identify Homer Simpson in a line-up
Ramen is a perfectly acceptable lunch over here
This is just a short list. But for right now, I think they're surviving. They're actually on the couch, eating their body weight in pretzels and reading a cartoon novel about the Muppets. I'm totally okay with that.