Okay, confession time.
Butter watches way more TV than he probably should. It started around the time I got pregnant and continued from there. It’s not something I’m incredibly proud of, but ask any mom with a rambunctious two year told [or any age toddler, for that matter] and they’ll likely tell you that in the first trimester, their kid[s] watched way more TV than they should have. Like I said, I’m not proud of it but the 24/7 exhaustion didn’t help any.
One of the things we take pride in is that the TV he watches doesn’t have commercials [thereby helping us avoid the “I want it! I want it!” situation] so he sees a lot of PBS, PBS Sprout, and Playhouse Disney. Recently, this has become a source of major amusement and excitement in our house.
He adores Mickey Mouse Clubhouse [and we’re even trying to teach him to spell his name using the song, because it has the same number of letters as Mickey Mouse], and recently he’s been repeating the “magic words” to help the clubhouse appear. M was fixing breakfast for Butter one morning when he suddenly spouted off, “Meeska, Mooseka, Mickeeeey Mouse!” I finally heard it the next morning. He talks about Goofy and Donald all the time, and he loves to shout, “Oh Toodles!” at random times.
Suddenly I can’t wait to take my kid to Disney World.