The One About Television, and With An Abundance of Parenthesis

So what is everyone watching this season??

Our DVR this season is full of our favorite shows - and we're only mildly embarassed by some of them.  To be totally honest, here is this season's lineup:

Switched At Birth                   (ABC Fam is my guilty pleasure)
Revolution                              (Hubs' new favorite show right now, and I love it too)
NCIS                                       (Hubs' old favorite)
New Girl                                 (Our favorite comedy )
The New Normal                    (We're trying to fall in love but it's not quite there)
Survivor: Phillippines             (I watch every season)
Glee                                        (It's not as great this year)
Grimm                                     (We love this show!)
DCC Making the Team          (Hahaha I conned Hubs into watching it)
Once Upon A Time                 (We love this show!)
666 Park Avenue                     (New, and super scary!)

Yikes.  Does everyone else watch this much tv??   And to be fair - the DVR means this is only our "can't miss" list. 

Yesterday was spent out in the "city"... we walked on the waterfront and ate at a crappy seafood place.  Total bummer since we live so close to so many amazing seafood places.  But I was being really obnoxious slightly cranky because I was so hungry and we chose the closest one.   Wrapped up the day with a trip to the pumpkin patch and farmer's markets.  It is really starting to feel like fall!  I dropped off the Little Man and Hubs at home that night and went out to see an outdoor play with some friends, and got the news that I did not get the part I had auditioned for in a different play.  Bummer, but it wasn't meant to be.

We spent our Sunday cleaning up our DVR and watching old Disney movies on ABC Family. Hubs mowed the grass and I made that White Pizza Grilled Cheese from Pinterest (not so great, and I lost the pin somewhere) and a homemade tomato soup from Tasty Kitchen (very good recipe! You can see my rating on the recipe as proof!)

Hope everyone else's weekend was as relaxed as ours!

The One With That Bald Kid

I have a love-hate relationship with this kid.

Caillou.  Devil spawn.  How his own parents haven't kicked him out of the house is beyond me. 

Caillou has been on today for the past... four hours.  I've had to clean and organize my disaster area of a living room/office, and its been the only way to get things done.  Little Man loooooves Caillou with a passion that I don't understand fully at all.

The only problem with Caillou is, unlike the other show Little Man is obsessed with (Thomas the Tank Engine)... it whips Little Man into a frenzy.  Think Tasmanian Devil mixed with an orchestra conductor who is part eight week old puppy.

If you're envisioning something that runs around the living room, jumping up and down waving its arms, chewing on anything that isn't tied down and squealing in excitement... that's about right.

I used to avoid Caillou because of just this reaction.  Then I kind of said... screw it.  He loves Caillou.  It is one of the few times I genuinely see him belly laughing and so excited he wants to burst.  Its how I feel on Christmas morning... but every.single.time. Caillou is on.  Who am I to say that's not okay?  I'm his mom, I should want him to be this happy as often as I can.

So sometimes, when I'm busy, I throw Caillou on for a long stretch and I am the best mother in the whole world.  Even if he doesn't say a word, or ask for it, I watch him being so happy and know that I am awesome.

Oh, and then I give him this:

Its "Squeaky Bath Toy Caillou".  Also known as Chewy Caillou.  He can be bitten, ripped apart, and squeezed to death with no consequences.  And his head comes off.  If your kids have ever used a Chewy Tube, its the same kind of material. I guess he's way more fun to chew though, according to Little Man.  This saves my pillow cushions, books, wood furniture, and tv stand when Caillou is on.  Well.  Some of those things.  Sometimes we throw Chewy across the room and forget where he went, and then we eat a couch cushion.

And now Caillou is being turned off for naptime and lunch, and I am officially the worst mom ever.  At least until the next time I turn on Caillou.