Saturday, September 02, 2006
A Little Pathetic
Tonight as we were doing Froggy's respiratory therapy, I told FroggyDaddy(FD)to watch this funny part of a kid's video. We've been watching this Sesame Street musical DVD forever and rather than going totally insane, I'm starting to find the little things funny. Like this one girl who is spacing off and then starts jumping up and down wildly on command. Her eyes roll back in her head and she totally spazzes out. You can tell that someone is coaching the kids behind the camera, and she turns on like a windup toy. So I find this hilarious and point it out to FD. He looks at me pathetically and says, "oh, you're really finding humor in the little things these days, aren't you?"
I realize that as of late, there hasn't been much discussion on Sarte's philosophy of the existential life, or the fact that Pluto isn't really a planet after all, the scare of global warming, an appreciation of theatre, films and books. But from the moment I get up in the morning, our lives are Sesame Street, lunch, naps, walking the dog, dancing to kid's music and acting silly. For now, I've lost my adult sanity. By the time Froggy goes to bed, my brain is mush. Too mushy for writing, or talking. All I want to do is zone out in front of the tube and watch some cheesy story on Primetime or 60 Minutes about how the mold in our showers is slowing killing us, or how America's Children are in big trouble unless we get rid of vending machines at once, or the fact that in 2012 an asteroid will come dangerously close to earth. This is my life...for now.
I know that someday we will have the funds for a babysitter so FD and I can go to the theatre, and we will once again watch movies where there aren't puppets or children spazzing out on command. And I still find time to read in the tub to keep my brain functioning like an adult. But what's a Froggymama to do? My life now revolves around a one-year-old who just doesn't appreciate a Shakespearean sonnet, or film noir. If I didn't find humor in a Sesame Street DVD, I would go insane. Our brains were not made to function at a Kermit the Frog and Grover level, so I've found a way to find a DVD that I've watched 436 times funny. Until Froggy is ready to discuss politics, this is the best I can do.