What's That Mystery Show?

What is Cole watching with such rapt attention? Cole, the boy who has never, ever, ever, sat for a TV show that was longer than 10 minutes (and that was a 10-minute On Demand show with all classical music and pictures, sort of a Baby Mozart thing). Cole, who is more likely to throw something on the TV or wipe his grimy hands all over the screen than actually pay attention to any program.

It's my favorite show in the whole wide world. Teletubbies.

Of course I'm kidding. Those scary creatures give me the heebie-jeebies. I'm not entirely positive that they aren't sending out subliminal messages with all that creepy music and chanting, and repeating everything twice. I know it puts Cole in a trance. I'm really wondering what's up with that giggling baby in the sun. That's just strange. I still remember, back in Wesley's baby days, a particularly disturbing episode involving large amounts of tubby custard and the squishing sound it made when one stepped in it. And I won't even start about the gender confusion thing.

But Cole loves it. And it keeps him from standing on the kitchen table and screaming for strawberries. So Teletubbies it is. But I'll be watching Cole VERY closely for any behavior changes...