Dats Not Caillou

Miss Munchkin has a new favorite television show, Caillou, which is on PBS. Caillou is a 4-year-old boy with a younger sister, Rosie, parents, grandparents, and quite the imagination. It is all Miss Munchkin has wanted to watch for the past week or two. Whenever the TV comes on, she’ll look at it and say “dats not Caillou” as she shakes her head. And that means “it should be Caillou, why isn’t Caillou on, I want to watch Caillou!” I have been taping it and she is watching those taped shows over and over and over. I like that it’s not a frenetic montage of images like Sesame Street. Instead it is three small segments of storylines that are familiar, every day occurrences for most preschoolers.

Here’s a pic of Miss Munchkin at the wedding. She looked so grown up and so unlike herself with her hair jelled and slicked back!

Miss Munchkin looking all grown up!

On a totally unrelated note, we spent some time Sunday at our old place, back in the woods in Alabama. We were there about two hours and I succeeded in getting poison oak on my legs while Bill got chiggers, a tick, and spider bites. We were relieved, though, to find that all was in good shape; the a/c unit still worked fine, no water leaks, no broken tiles on the roof, etc. Now to just get the place listed and sold!

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