Sponge Bob (Bleh)

My kid are in pure bliss at this moment because they are doing something they know their mom hates.  Since the very beginning of my parenting, I have made it a point to outlaw Sponge Bob from my home, purely on the grounds that I think watching it makes you dumber (said the English Major who never watched it to the Rocket Scientist who watched it regularly growing up...it's ironic I know, and my opinion makes no sense whatsoever...but that shouldn't surprise you, if you know me...).

The fact is, I think Sponge Bob is a really stupid show and I can't stand it.  So, during all those weekly trips to the library, I never once let Isaac bring home a Sponge Bob book.  This philosophy, of course, made Isaac gravitate habitually to the Sponge Bob section of the bookshelves every time.  Isaac has asked me several times why I don't like Sponge Bob and my answer never gets any more convicting than, "He's so annoying."  But I have stood firm to my decision that there would be no Sponge Bob in my home.

Well, I stood firm until today.  Abby wanted to watch a show on Daddy's ipod.  And she happened upon a Sponge Bob show.  Her joy was so complete at the opportunity to watch the "forbidden show" that she enthusiastically shared it with her equally enthusiastic brother.   I decided it would be best to let them see it just so they would not idolize it their entire childhood as a forbidden treasure.  So, here they are gleefully watching a Sponge Bob episode where the main characters rip their pants (ugh).  I'm not even watching it and I feel dumber already.