So this might not be the most insightful blog, but here goes. Having a 15 month old has changed our tv habits. For 1, at night we watch our shows with headphones on, my wife thinks we will wake Sydney otherwise... I'm not convinced. For 2, morning getting ready time is easier with Disney and PBS. All of this to say that I have been reunited with some childhood favorites. Sesame Street is one of those favorites.
Recently, though, I have come to a harsh realization. Ernie, who was my second favorite (Grover wins arms down), is an instigator and kind of inconsiderate. I used to view Burt (or is it Bert) as the snobby, uptight, one; but in reality he is simply trying to get some needed shut eye and work on his hobbies (pigeons and the letter 'W'). Ernie, who I saw as the free spirited one not confined to the social norms, is always playing pranks on Bert (or Burt), getting him to say "I '8' the sandbox", annoying Bert with his disguises while Burt attempts to read his book, asking Bert to get him a glass of water, and the list goes on. Watching this as an adult, I realized that Ernie is an instigator full of his own stuffing. To be honest, I was a little peeved at Ernie. He reminded me of someone. Who? He reminded me of... oh man, ME! Maybe he's not so bad after all.
Labels: muppets
The things we realize as adults. You're so right.
(Bert, b-t-w.)