Leta and I share a special bond. Sort of like a brother/sister bond because I constantly tease her that I’m going to take her Dora books or her “water ice”. That doesn’t mean I don’t help her with her books when she wants to carry all 85 to the dinner table or hold her hand when she’s walking up the stairs. I’m not that heartless.  One place we do share a special bond is TV.  When she gets home from school she usually demands to watch something, this is where I am a viking!  I usually sit her down and find out if she wants to watch Diego or Dora.  After that I find out which episode she’d like to watch, which usually goes something like this:

“Do you want to watch Sticky Tape?”

“No.”

“How about… Fish Out of Water?”

“No.”

“How about Highest Hill?”

“Um… No.”

“We’re running out of choices, how about Boots Special Day?”

“Um… YEA! BOOTS SPECIAL DAY!”

Yesterday we had gone through this routine and just started a new episode.  I wasn’t really paying attention to the time, just chiming in when it was time to “SAY BACKPACK SAY BACKPACK!” or responding to, “WHAT WAS YOUR FAVORITE PART?”  Well, it just so happened to be 2pm which is usually when Leta goes down for bed.  Leta was not really fond of the idea of nap time and immediately started exclaiming, “NO NAP MOM! NO NAP!”  Heather let her know that we could watch Dora the Explora’ when she woke up but she still demanded no nap.  Finally Leta turned to me all puppy dog eyed and said.

“GEORGE! I can finish Dora, yea?”

Now, I never had ovaries before, but I’m pretty sure I do now.   They exploded at that very moment and I realized I wanted to have kids of my own someday.  You’re a really cute kid Leta, even with all the screaming.  When you’re older and busy being an angsty teenager, please realize that I would have totally let you finish Dora before your nap.

I just would rather not have your mom write PUSSY on my forehead or put my hand in water while I’m asleep.