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I took McKenna to the movies the other day and although this was not her first movie in a real movie theater, it was the first time that I had taken her to see a movie.  It’s still new enough to me that I get excited about these things and marvel at her good behavior.  I’ve taken her to a few live performances in the past (Laurie Berkner, Backyardigans, and the Nutcracker), but I considered that it might be a little more difficult to hold a two year old’s attention for 2 hours with a movie .  Part of me was expecting one of those catastrophic meltdowns.  You know, one of those uncomfortable scenes where the tension builds and builds until finally you forget the $15 you just spent on the movie, and you quickly excuse yourself before the other movie patrons organize a lynch mob to get you and your kid.  My fears were not based in fact, but nonetheless they were there.

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The following is a true story. No embellishment.

Last night we were sitting at the dinner table and talking about whatever when McKenna chimed in with what she wanted to do after dinner.

“I want to color,” she said.
I said, “Oh yeah, what do you want to color?”
She replied, “I want to color an Easter picture for Barack Obama.”
With a small amount of surprise I said, “Really?”
“Yup. I want to color a squirrel for him. Can we send it to him?”
“OK. If you do a good job eating your dinner, you can do a coloring for President Obama and I promise I will mail it to him.”
As if to underline the importance she said, “Barack Obama is the 44th president.”

After dinner she sat down and colored a picture to send to our president.

During bath time she was still talking about it. I could hear her asking my wife if President Obama would hang it on his refrigerator.

So, like a dutiful father I wrote a quick little letter for the enclosed piece of art and mailed it off this morning.

I hope he (or at least a staffer) enjoys it. I know McKenna did.

McKenna's coloring for President Obama

Last year my wife and I were flipping through the channels and we came across this new show on Noggin called Yo Gabba Gabba. We watched it and I remember thinking at the time - “This is what happens when kids at raves get pregnant and suddenly decide that it would be a good idea to make a newer, hipper version of Sesame Street for their baby.” I’m serious. I watched it and I could have sworn that I recognized DJ Lance from a rave that I went to back in 1995 when I was living in San Diego. Tell me you can’t picture him dancing way too fast with a whistle in his mouth and a glow stick in each hand.

But the point is that we watched the whole episode. I can still remember the main song - Yeah, there’s a party in my tummy.”

So, fast-forward to Friday night. Noggin has been advertising for weeks now that Jack Black was coming on the show. We set our DVR to capture it, you know, just in case we were out or something. It was almost like being a kid again, waiting for the Michael Jackson Thriller video premiere on Mtv (remember when Mtv played videos?).

I won’t even pretend that I haven’t completely lost it. But I’m too far gone to even care anymore. DJ Lance is da bomb, and I’ve got just the physique to pull off the orange jumpsuit for halloween this year. You wait.

Anyway, for those of you who missed it, here’s a little preview.