My son loves the babysitter...

Hunter loooooves his babysitter. He stares, he laughs, he claps his hands at everything the babysitter does. He doesn't even care that I leave the room for a couple minutes to clean something or fix my coffee. I hate to admit this....but my babysitter lives on a street in the hood with animals and giant birds and little annoying red talking monsters who can only speak in third person. Yup...it's Sesame Street.



I have to say that this is the most horrifyingly entertaining show on television. Hunter has gotten so into this show and I really don't know how I let it happen, but he just sits and stares in wonder at Elmo and Big Bird and how they are so upset that they can't figure out how 2 sodas plus 1 soda equals 3 sodas. It's mind bending to me....and come "Elmo's World" I'm ready to pull my hair out. But guess what? Hunter knows the letter C! You ask him where the C is and he points at it! That's right people, my baby sitter teaches as well as entertains.



I totally remember watching Sesame Street when I was little and being enthralled by the muppets and all their little adventures. What ever happened to Snuffalupagus? But now I just can't wrap my mind around it....which is odd because I am able to sit through a Spongebob marathon. There's just something about it that irks me.



But, reading Heather's post yesterday made me at least appreciate the show for giving me about a half hour to 45 minutes of time to drink my coffee, vacuum the floor, dust a little, just give me a little TIME. And it doesn't hurt that my one year old is at least LEARNING something. So I give in to the Sesame Street. I give in.....