This post is brought to you by the letter S and the number 40

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Once upon a time, a little girl in pigtails was lying on her stomach watching TV.

And the whole world opened up for her.

She improved her English... she even learned some Spanish. She learned big words, like Snuffleupagus and ABCDEFGHIJKLMNOPQRSTUVWXYZ (phonetically known as Abcedeckicheckelmonokwerstuweitsyz). She learned to love monsters (even the ones that say "Wubba Wubba"). She was encouraged to use her imagination. She learned to count with a Count. She learned her ABCs and that C stands for all sorts of Cool stuff like Cookies... and CAKE. She developed compassion because she found out that being green and different isn't always easy, but it can be beautiful.

And she made some forever friends.

To the fine people (and monsters...) on Sesame Street, thank you... and Happy 40th birthday!

You made mine and my daughter's childhoods most magical. You taught both of us to stand up, and sing... out loud! That we, all the kids who watched, mattered. We KNOW how to get to Sesame Street.

I'm sharing many clips with you... feel free to watch any you want. It's good to share, they taught me THAT too!

Memories



Imagination



Being Green



The sillies are fun



The longest word *grin*



The Count and Cookie Monster bring you - cooperation, another great C word



Grover and Christopher talk about LOVE


"What kind of people can you love?" "Any kind."

Rest in Peace Mr Hooper (Will Lee), I still miss you. Kids learned it's ok to be sad... but when we remember, the people we love live on. And some things happen just because.

it's great when our kids make it easier...

In my last post I shared with you one of the questions I'm bombarded with on a regular basis by my entirely too curious girl.

Thankfully, a blogger did my dirty work for me. He's a lot braver than I am. There's no way I would Google the word panties, you just never know what will pop up. Thanks John, you are a prince among men!

So, he found out that panties comes from pantaloons and those used to come in two parts... one for each leg, kind of like chaps (which as Turnbaby knows, are always assless). I told Chicklet about this and she gagged.

The very cool thing about my almost 11 year old is she has quite the modest streak.

Case in point, a while ago, mah Honey was coming to spend some time with us and there is a picture of Chicklet in our bathroom. It's of her taking a bath *gasp* nekkid! She left the picture.. but provided some, um, well... see for yourselves:



Our boy dog has to leave the room when she gets dressed or undressed so he won't see her ladybits.

So the "kissies are gross" combined with this, I'm hoping I'll be safe from boys causing trouble for a few years yet. Of course, just in case... I have a backup plan *evil grin* oh, gotta go... the acid vat is being delivered.

Cleaning his Gun by Rodney Adkins

She better remember me...

if she ever makes it to the big time stuff...



A small "Hi Mom" for the cameras would be nice.

I think a white hair just popped out of my head.