Sena is now done with Elmo. And Kipper. No more Kipper the dog. Her new love is Curious George.
Here's our current daily conversation.
Sena wakes up and yawns: "I want to watch Cwurryus George!"
Me: How about some breakfast? Do you want a waffle or cereal?
Sena: NO! CWURRYUS GEORGE!
Because I have better things to do than argue with a toddler, I let her watch it. And watch it. And watch it.
(To be fair, I have learned things about worms, groundhogs, kites, orbit, hot-air balloons, and that the man in the yellow hat may be a scientist, but he is also a total idiot.)
The side effect of watching all this Curious George has manifested itself in one particularly annoying trait.
Sena doesn't talk.
She screams with a freakish simian similarity.
She thinks she's a monkey.
She points and says things like "Nyyyaaaaaaaagaaaaahhhhh!"
Basically she sounds just like Curious George.
But it's still better than Barney.
I hate Barney.