Mellowmeshers and Telatummies

My child is obsessed with marshmallows, aka "Mellow-meshers". I understand. Well, not really, because I personally don't like marshmallows, but I understand in theory. Puffed sugar in bite sized pieces. I even got him the rainbow colored ones, so they are fun to look at.

But the weirdest thing is, every time he asks for mellowmeshers, he also asks to watch "Tela-tummies", aka Telatubbies. YIKES.

Have you ever seen this show? If not, please don't. It's a matter of national security. I am convinced that it is part of a British operative to take the United States back into their claim. The show is very repetitive, the big blobby characters talk in gibberish (or is it subliminal messages?), and they do queer dances that send Andrew into a drooling trance. I think that in 20 years, the British will send out some signal, broadcast some trigger word, and all the children who watched this show will turn into killing machines. Go ape-shit on our country. A revolution from within. Jeff is of a more peaceful mind. He thinks the Brits will send out their signal, and all the grown-up children will go to the polls and do a massive write-in vote for president...Queen Elizabeth (or King Charles if EII isn't with us anymore). Ta-da...we are part of Great Britain once again.

Anyway, I let Andrew watch this show ONCE. He was having a total meltdown, and when I turned on PBS, Teletubbies just happened to be on. He was INSTANTLY hooked. I mean, one look at the smiling sun, and he proceeded to throw a bigger fit unless he was allowed to watch this show. Now if that doesn't smell fishy, I don't know what does.

And now he insists on having mellowmeshers while watching it. Actually, the only time he wants to watch it is when he is eating mellowmeshers. Hmmmm, what is the connection? Just watch out in 20 years if a young man or woman suddenly, inexplicably wants marshmallows.