When I stopped by he was still a little groggy, watching his favorite movie Finding Nemo. No surprise since he loves to make fish noises. Okay, very quiet noises. And kiss like a fish.
His mom, the GAP, walked into the room, quoting,
Marlin: So, we’re cheating death now, that’s what we’re doing, and we’re having fun at the same time, I can do this, just be careful…
Dory: Yeah, be careful I don’t make you cry when I win!
Marlin: Oh I don’t think so!
Dory: Give it up old man, you can’t fight evolution, I was built for speed!
Marlin: The question is Dory, are you hungry?
Dory: Hungry? Why?
Marlin: ‘Cause you’re about to eat my bubbles!
Obviously, with the Dory voice down pat, it wasn’t the first time he’d watched it.
“What was your favorite show when you were little?” I asked the six-year-old Worm.
“Scooby Doo,” she said. Of course, I’d forgotten. Her mom wanted her to have a fairy party when she was two, but it had to be Scooby.
“I remember what you liked,” I said to the Bug. “You liked Barney, Blues Clues, and Bob the Builder.” He’d even asked a mariachi band who was taking requests to play the catchy tune to Bob the Builder for him.
TV had come a long way. I used to watch Beanie and Cecil, sexy sock puppets on a 12” black and white television screen whose enclosure took up practically the whole living room.
Nemo had just come on the large flat screen in the living room, which took up less room than the bulky black and white TV from a lifetime ago. The Mouse was smacking his fish lips together in rapid speed. I wondered soon if he would develop gills. “You know what you used to do?” I asked the eight-year-old Bug.
“What?”
“’In the air,’ you’d say and throw everything up over your head.” He laughed. “One time you went outside after Grandpa barbecued and threw all the utensils over the backyard fence. Your dad had to go around the block and ask the neighbors for the tools.”
“What did I do?” asked the Worm.
“I know,” I said. “You chewed your food until it was pulverized and wouldn’t swallow.”
“Oh, yeah,” said her mom, the GAP. “Until it was running out of the corner of her mouth.”
“Ewww,” we all said, squirming in our seats. And scooting a little closer to one another.
I shared stories of what their mom used to do — tear the TV Guide to shreds and dance to all the catchy commercial jingles. Uncle Hot Wheelz couldn’t get enough Star Wars miniatures, complete with the starship. Aunt Coco was always, and is still, digging in the dirt. And Uncle Cheezy loved Ninja Turtles and Transformers.
I wondered what they would tell their children about their grandma in years to come.
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They will tell their children what a wonderful Grandma they had! How she played with them and made them smile!
So what was Grandma’s favorite show as a child? For me — Winky Dink!!!
Ruff & Ready, and Crusader Rabbit. Never heard of Winky Dink. Looked it up, and still never heard of it.