Nearly every family has one or more TV shows they make a point to watch all together, don't they? You know, the show that you will schedule weekend errands around, or utilize that Heaven-sent-item-somebody's-making-a-million-for-this-idea TiVo for.
Our oldest clown, Punkin has been learning to read this year, and is very proud of her newly found skill. She is a very good reader, and, if I may brag a teeny bit, is ahead of her grade level. She will take every opportunity to read -- street signs, billboards, my emails (over my shoulder), notes I leave on the counter... anything.
One of the shows that has become a recent family favorite is Wheel of Fortune. Not only does it help Punkin recognize words, the show is "family friendly". She was given the computer version of Wheel of Fortune a month or so ago, (thanks Russ and Mary!) and has really enjoyed it. Even Sweet Pea, our 2-1/2 year old gets into it. Sweet Pea stands right next to Punkin's desk chair, and "plays along" with her as best she can. Because you can type in the names of the players, Punkin has added Sweet Pea's name to the list. Sweet Pea can press the mouse buttons to "spin" and Punkin will advise her on which letters to select to solve the puzzle.
When the show is on television, we all get into it, shouting out our guesses on the puzzle (sometimes they are real guesses, and sometimes they are completely off the wall) and commenting on the players, the prizes, and the hosts.
Hubby has made a tradition of commenting on the show's hostess (nothing lude or crass) when she makes her walk over to the puzzle board during the opening moments of the show. You know the hostess I mean. The lovely letter-turner who's job I covet. (Seriously, what a great gig, THAT would be!)
On this particular night, Hubby wasn't in the room when LLTWJIC made her walk. Sweet Pea took it upon herself to fill in for him saying "She hot. Show leg." (She's hot, and she's showing some leg tonight.)
Along the time I began to recover from that remark, the players began to spin the wheel. Sweet Pea piped up "Bee money! Bee money! Oh, it's not me..." (big money, big money, oh, I'm not playing).
I just wanted to scoop that kid up and hold her close forever.
How fortunate are we, huh?