I spent a good part of Friday complaining to various people that Jack was suddenly afraid of Mr. Noodle and how this was a huge problem because I count on an hour of Sesame Street on Fridays to get through my work from home day. Probably, if I had spent that time working, instead of complaining, I wouldn't be procrastinating working right now on this sunny end of summer holiday weekend. But then I wouldn't be blogging as a way of procrastinating, and not everyone would get to hear/read about Mr. Noodle.
Did I just blow your mind?
So it used to be that as soon as Mr. Noodle came on, during Elmo's world, in the last 15 minutes of Sesame Street, I had to turn off the TV. No big deal. But Friday, I turned on the TV at the very beginning of Sesame Street, and as soon as the first non muppet appeared on screen, Jack said, "No! No Noonle. T.B. OFF!" Sigh. I turned off the T.V. and started complaining.
I was still complaining 9 hours later when we sat down to dinner and had this conversation.
Me: Luke, Jack is afraid of Mr. Noodle.
Jack: No Noonle!
Luke: Who's Mr. Noodle?
Me: You know Mr. Noodle, he's sort of a vaudeville type of old fashioned clown? He's on Elmo's world.
Luke: Never heard of him. Jack, do you like Mr. Noodle?
Me: Argh! I know you know who he is!
Jack: T.B. Off. No Noonle.
Dave: Luke, you know Mr. Noodle. He's the one who has the brother, Mr. Noodle
Luke: (Lightbulb!) Oh yeaaaaaah.