One of the beautiful things that happens occasionally as a parent is seeing your child start to love the things that you loved when you were growing up. I guess it’s about deepening that link, realising that it’s more than just DNA that you share.
When we were on holiday back in February we took Sephi to see the new Muppets movie – despite a bit of wiggling and a couple of loo breaks I think she really enjoyed it. In fact, she enjoyed it so much that when we borrowed my parent’s copy of the ‘Best of the Muppets Original Series’ she devoured it. 30+ years old TV, stars she doesn’t have a clue about…but full of frolics and good, clean fun. What more could a 3-year-old want?
So…we’ve now got a set of Muppets: Kermit, Miss Piggy, Fozzie Bear, Gonzo, Rizzo, Animal…I’m almost jealous! She loves them and constantly wants to play with them. Scarily, I do a passable Miss Piggy. I guess it’s the ‘hy-yah’ that does it!
I always identified with Fozzie the most. Not that I tell rubbish jokes…although I probably do. Just something about his willingness to just keep plugging away…ducking those tomatoes. Important life lessons carried therein! It’s one of my clear memories from childhood, sitting with my family and giggling our way through Kermit’s attempts to keep everyone going, Piggy’s stroppiness, Gonzo’s wackiness, Animal’s…well, animalness, I guess. Sitting with Sephi and watching them all over again is just so lovely.
So…one Muppet loving daughter…two very happy parents!