Part of Penny’s standard morning ritual is to ask for “The Backyardigans” to be put on the television and to sit in my lap while I feed Rigby. She always asks for “new one,” but we have to reply that there aren’t any, since she’s seen all her DVDs a bazillion times and the On Demand offerings are also repeats.
Well, the On Demand added a new episode this morning.
And it was one we hadn’t seen!!
“Really?!” my wife said, sitting up from the couch in mild excitement.
“Yep,” I replied as I turned up the volume, with Penny doing a happy dance next to me at the thought of her request actually being granted.
A minute later is when we realized how we’d reacted. Not to knock “The Backyardigans,” but since I see (and remember) them more than Penny – who likes the show as background noise when she plays – I’ve had my fill. So to have an episode I haven’t seen is, well, not exactly a treat, but it’s far less painful to watch.
Just to have one where I didn’t know the dialogue and couldn’t sing along, to not know the ending, was an unexpected surprise.
Yep. This is my life.