I’m not going to pretend that I’m a mom that doesn’t allow my kids to watch TV. I’m not even going to pretend that I limit their TV watching to an hour a day or two hours or whatever the recommended limit is. I am also not going to pretend that I don’t let them watch certain cartoons, ie, Spongebob. We have soft spot in our hearts for Spongebob. The whole family loves him – even Ryan likes it because Ween writes and performs a lot of the songs on the show.
Poor Spongebob has gotten a bad name lately…something about impairing thinking in kids. I don’t buy it. I’m not trying to start a big debate about whether Spongebob, Patrick, Mr. Krabs, Sandy and Squidward are dumbing down my kids. You can have your reasons for not letting your kids watch the show and I’ll have mine for allowing it.
For some reason, Caillou is bald. They never address why this 4 year old child has never sprouted even one hair on his head. In fact, they never address anything on this show. In nearly every episode, Caillou cries about something. Whether it’s not being able to ice skate or getting dirty when he was the ring bearer in a wedding, he is distressed about something trivial. The part that really makes me mad about this show is that no matter what Caillou does, someone is always blowing sunshine up his ass. It always turns out a-ok for ol’ Caillou. I feel like Kamryn learned how to whine by watching Caillou – thinking that she would have a similar outcome as he did.
Kamryn used to watch Caillou all the time so I have probably seen the majority of the episodes. I find the theme song to the show to be a little catchy and I find myself singing it, but I usually make up new words to it. Here are the original lyrics and if you want to actually hear the song, here you go: I’m just a kid who’s four, each day I grow some more, I like exploring I’m Caillou, So many things to do, each day is something new, I’ll share them with you I’m Caillou. My world is turning, changing each day..with mommy and daddy and finding my way. Growing up is not so tough, except when I’ve had enough but there’s lots of fun stuff I’m Caillou, Caillou, Caillou, I’m Caillou. That’s me!
My lyrics are: I’m just a kid who’s four, each day I suck some more, I’m super annoying, I’m Caillou. That’s really all the further I get.
If you have no idea who Caillou is and why he pisses me off so much, there is a marathon on Sprout tomorrow. If you don’t have kids and think I’m overreacting, consider yourself warned.