It's starting to get to me. I'm beginning to lose control. The talking vegetables are taking over my brain.
The Veggie Tales Silly Songs countdown (the top songs were determined by the Astonishing Contraption of Silliness) is magic in this house.
Turn on Dora, Sesame Street, Bob the Builder, and Kaylee lasts but a few minutes. But, turn on the Silly Songs countdown, and she is good. to. GO. for an entire hour.
She watches it in the mornings while we get ready for work, and I've also been known to bust it out when she pushes me to the brink of a nervous breakdown.
This morning I realized just how much it's taking over my head. I'm standing in the kitchen making my morning cereal, and I begin to sing...
"Barbara manatee (manatee, manatee!), you are the ONE for me (one for me, one for me). You are the ONE I love (one I love, the one I love!)."
I'd sung nearly the entire song out loud before I even realize what I was doing.
Sad. I know.
I can hear it in the background as I type. I think we're at the point in the countdown where it's about time to hear about how one of the talking veggies landed in lip rehab for 6 weeks because he got his lip stuck in a gate, met a new friend in lip rehab (who ended up in lip rehab because a bee stung him - right in the lip!), and learned to speak Polish, but only after telling his therapist about his Aunt Ruth's beard.
"It felt weird, she had a beard, what could he do?"
God help me...
It's time for the song of the saboo. It's a song about a sick saboo, a sad saboo, and a mother who was ever-so-thankful for this ridiculous video that guarantees an hour of sanity each day.
Ok, sometimes two hours. Three if it's a really bad day.