I love you, you love me....

Yes my friends, that is the opening line to Barney's theme song. How do I know it you ask? Because it plays in my head daily now. Welcome to the Barney stage. Somehow I thought I'd get until at least age 2 before we developed a fondness for gigantic creepy puppets dancing and singing. I was wrong. A couple of times a week when Gideon is particularly cranky, we put Barney on for 5 or 10 minutes to chill out. We sit, we snuggle, we prepare for our nap. It is a lovely time. I suppose I should take the credit for his love of the purple beast since I wield the remote. I digress. One day while flipping, I came upon Barney. Instant attraction. Gideon sat up, took notice and fell in love. Sigh... Since then, I've tried Sesame Street, Veggie Tails and something called the Backyardigans, which in my opinion, is the most darling childrens show ever! Gideon will have none of this. If it ain't purple, dancing like a lunatic and singing stupid songs, he's not into it. What have I done? Noah wants me to find some sort of Christian Barney. Some giant muppet that preaches to our boy about the love of Jesus. Yikes, that thought scares even me. None the less, they don't make one. I have looked. Recently I was at a church sale and came upon a stuffed Barney toy, and his friend Baby Bop. I swiped them quickly. Gideon now carries Barney around by the tail in his mouth like some derranged lioness. I think what we have here is a case of first love. Hopefully he'll out grow it soon. I hear Thomas comes after Barney, then on to Transformers and Batman. Sheesh. I have entered into boyland. It is quite foreign to me. I was My Little Pony and Rainbow Bright all the way. I hope I can survive this phase and get to the next, where I'll likely go mad singing that theme song all day long too.