cartoons

the full monty

well, y'all said it would happen..and it did. i walked in to get ella this morning and...surprise! the full monty. motherhood never disappoints. (at least this time i had a heads up.) opposed to the last time, she was completely naked, diaper in hand (again acting like she had no idea how she was nude), with a look of complete disgust on her face. i don't know if she had snuck out in the middle of the night for a few beers, but her diaper was completely soaked. (i kinda don't blame her for taking it off.) after a diaper change and a jammie redressing, we headed downstairs...to watch cartoons.

this brings me to my next topic...cartoons. i don't care what people say, the writers of some of these cartoons have got to be completely high on something while coming up with this stuff. most of it is utterly ridiculous. even if you don't have kids, you should flip on a cartoon channel and just feast your eyes on the messed up nature of it all. (they will not let you down...sometimes i feel stoned just watching them.) i wonder if cartoons were this ludicrous when we were kids. i mean, i know scooby doo was smoking a doobie in the back of that shaggin' wagon and papa smurf and his pals were probably running the train on smurfette...but really, these cartoons are just absurd. the only ones i don't find crazy, are the ones including mickey mouse...however, those episodes include annoying songs that you get stuck in your head for the rest of the day (and night.) i can sing some of them in my sleep. curious george also passes the test, but i've seen so many 'adventures' that i'd be delighted to see george go ape shit on the man with the yellow hat any day now.

my saturday mornings used to consist of sleeping in and a mimosa or two. now? i get my own live viewing of toddlers gone wild, served with a side of cracked out cartoons. just two of the many perks of parenthood...and i wouldn't change it for anything.