We're not fans of Arthur the Heavy Handed Aardvark around here. Apparently, some children (and their parents) love that sort of thing. Colour me surprised.
Anyway, this is an opportunity to share my son's first impression of the Arthur television show when he was about four. Danny had watched about fifteen minutes quietly before turning to me and asking, seriously:
"Mama? What's wrong with him? Is there supposed to be something wrong with him? Why is he like that?"
I love being Danny's mama.
No comments:
Post a Comment