It’s big. It’s purple. And it’s leaving immediately.
Sophia was watching a little PBS this morning as I was packing up our bag for the beach. I left the family room for a few minutes while I gathered up a couple things we needed for the day around the house. She was watching the channel live, which is pretty unusual in our house (oh ReplayTV, how we love you!), so I didn’t notice that the show must have ended and a new one started. All of a sudden Sophia bursts into my bedroom to find me, out of breath and as excited as I’ve ever seen her.
What the heck is going on out there, I wondered? It’s gotta be something pretty amazing for this kind of reaction.
“Mommy, mommy…COME! LOOK TV!”
I followed her as she danced her way back into the room. Jumping excitedly she squealed, “Lookie!” It was almost like she was introducing me to a long-lost friend.
On the TV? Barney.
Crap.
Kid’s never seen that at our house before. How, then, do we explain the pleased, yet frenzied, recognition in her innocent little eyes? Oh yeah . . . thanks, Grandma.



Yet another thing we have in common. No Barney in our house either!