The Number of the Day is 40

Rosita and ElmoThis week Sesame Street started it’s new season. Thank God. I’m not sure how many times I would be able to sit through reruns of the Help-O-Bots or How Many Hats Can You Wear on Your Head Day (even though Baby A and I play this game at least once a week).

The show is in its 40th year and as The Week pointed out it hasn’t gone without controversy. When it first aired it was banned in Mississippi because of its multi-racial cast that included Maria and Gordon (the man doesn’t looked like he has aged a bit.), both of whom are still teaching America’s youth. Including my 16-month son who’s internal clock knows when the show is on. He hands me the remote each morning and afternoon hoping that I will find Elmo and his friends.

I do, happily. In the short time that we have been watching, I’ve watched A. laugh at jokes that he didn’t yet understand just a week ago; mimick actions—whether dancing, singing or drumming—that the characters are doing; and find comfort in the characters that he probably sees are his friends. As for me, it gives me something to build our day around. For instance, when Elmo is thinking about frogs, A and I jump around the apartment like them. Or, if the letter of the day is “M” I point out all the words beginning with the letter. I don’t have a degree in childhood early education, but this seems to work for us. It also affords me the time to set dressed, cook, and possibly send an email or make a phone call.

Happy 40th anniversary, Sesame Street. Without you, most mothers would spend their days in pajamas.

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The Number of the Day is 40

Find a Way to Play

Since having Baby A, I play more than work. For more than eight years, I wrote and edited from my desk in the spare bedroom of my home. Then my office was converted to the baby’s room and things have never really been the same. There are times that I forget this huge life change was for the better personally.

You see, I’m a work horses. We’ll work 24/7 if we could (that’s how much time we need to get everything done). But after having A. I had to stop that merry-go-around. Baby boy needs my undivided attention most of the day and nap time is always a conundrum for me: Nap Or Work?

Today I realized that all this playing catch and peek-a-boo, making up stories, and singing has been good for me creatively. My mind wonders more and composes sentences for projects that I’m working on. I’m a bit more relaxed and I definitely sleep better. I can’t believe that taking the advice of Elmo could do wonders for my psyche.

Once a day find a way to say: let’s play.

Find a Way to Play