“Mommy, just one more Mickey.”
“Don’t you want to watch something else?”
“No Mommy, one more Mickey. Pleaseeeee!”
This was a conversation my son and I had about two months ago after watching many episodes of Mickey Mouse Clubhouse that day. It seems like we had had this conversation everyday since he could talk. His love for Mickey stretched far and wide. Of course, I was growing tired of it. The first five hundred times we watched Mickey were great. Then it just became mundane to me. However, the old saying “Be careful what you wish for” came to bite me in the you know what.
About a month or so ago my son asked out of the blue to watch Paw Patrol. I had no idea what this show was or what channel it was on. I said I would find it later. After an hour of constant whining, I caved and found it was on Nick Jr. Nick Jr? We never watch that channel. I have no clue where he learned of this show but I turned it on and it became his new obsession.
Paw Patrol has become an instant favorite in our house. However, it has made Mommy’s consistent life seem somewhat off kilter. Mickey Mouse what part of our routine. After breakfast we would watch one episode. After dinner we would watch one episode. Some other episodes were sprinkled throughout our daily routine here and there. And then, just one day, it was gone. To be replaced by a pack of dogs who save the day.
Don’t get me wrong. Paw Patrol is actually a really cute cartoon. It is just that this sudden change of shows makes me feel like my baby is no longer a baby. He is growing up. His taste in shows is changing. Does this all sound weird? I mean, it’s a cartoon for crying out loud.
Mickey Mouse was my baby’s show. It was the first show where we cuddled and laughed together. Whenever he saw something in real life he could connect to Mickey he would proudly state it. Now that throne has been passed on to Paw Patrol.
I guess whenever my little big boy is having a bad day, Ryder and his team of pups will have to come and save the day. I guess we will just yelp for help (please tell me there are other mommies or daddies out there who get my reference in those last two sentences 😉 ).
Don’t worry Mickey Mouse. We won’t forget you. This isn’t goodbye. This is just a “See ya real soon” moment for us.
P.S. The picture is from my son’s first birthday.