In which we talk about Lucas’s other favourite boob

Baby’s first smile, first laugh. The first time baby slept through the night. Baby’s first food, and the first meal baby feeds to himself. Baby’s first tentative steps, and baby’s first words. All milestones worthy of marking on the calendar, of noting, of celebrating.

And now, finally, after a YEAR of waiting — baby’s first favourite TV show. Actually, the first time the baby shows even the remotest interest in TV in general.

Yah, yah, I know. Both the Canadian and the American pediatric societies recommend against television for babies. Perhaps the Canadian and American pediatric societies don’t have full-time jobs and two other kids to take care of? Perhaps the Canadian and American pediatric societies LIKE to try going to the bathroom while diverting the baby from a rousing game of lick-the-toiletbrush? Perhaps the Canadian and American pediatric societies are eating a whole lot of takeout food?

It’s no secret we’re TV junkies at my place, and Tristan and Simon both loved the flickering electric nipple from an early age. We have more than a dozen Baby Einstein videos and DVDs, not to mention countless others: Bob the Builder, the Wiggles, and enough Thomas the Tank Engine to choke a conductor. And yet, despite our best efforts to ensnare him, the baby has steadfastly refused to be engaged by the idiot box. Perhaps because it is *always* on, he’d no more stare at it than at the sofa, or the vacuum cleaner. (You’d leave yours out, too, if you were using it ten times a week!)

But! Oh happy day, we have finally found a television program that captivates Lucas. And not only that, but he’s showing a remarkable amount of discernment in his first choice of favourite TV show. No whiney Caillou for my boy, nor pedantic Barney. No lispy ducks, no freakish blobs, no little blue doggies to endure. Nope, this is TV I myself could, and will, and DO watch happily for hours, and DVDs that are well worth investing in.

You know what show captivates Lucas? You haven’t seen from cute until you’ve seen him wiggling his little happy dance to its iconic theme.

Lucas loves the Muppet Show. Glory be.

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