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Saturday, February 9, 2008
Charlie and Lola
I'm not saying that I am, but if I were the kind of full grown adult that liked to spend their Saturday morning watching cartoons and eating Cocoa Puffs then I would not be the kind that watches lame-o cartoons like Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles (because at my house the penalty for saying "Kowabunga Dude" is death). I'd be the kind of full grown adult that watches Charlie and Lola.
Charlie is 7, and he has a little sister, Lola, who is very small and also very funny (as he says at the beginning of every episode). I'm not going to evangelize about how great this show is, or how charming Lola is because I'm a full grown adult. And I don't watch cartoons.
But it is. And she is. And Charlie is the nicest older brother any little cartoon girl ever had. Not that I know any of this, though, because thirty-something single women just don't watch children's cartoons unless there is a child in the vicinity. Right? Right.
But when I have kids ... I'm going to let them watch only this show so they can learn to be nice to their brothers and sisters and more importantly to speak with a British accent. I think I could handle them narrating along to the video constantly (as children do) if they were saying in their little British accents things like, "I feel really, really, terribly, ever-so not well. " and "Don't worry, Charlie, I'm going to be here for every minute of all day until you're completely absolutely better." I'm sure that my children's life expectancy will go through the roof if I can somehow get them to have British accents. With regular American-accented whining, it will be touch and go until they are about 29. So Charlie and Lola won't just be entertaining child care, it will double as life insurance. I love it when things are multipurpose.
To get the flavor of Charlie and Lola, check out this tiny little clip. It sums it up pretty well.
Wee, indeed.
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I love little more in life than cartoons. I have to admit that I was a little sad when marin was a girl because katie won't let me watch boy cartoons with her. I'm not to proud to say that i still watch them on my own. sometimes i'll still get up early on sat morn just to watch cartoons. even though they are mostly lame. i hate that japanimation has taken over saturdays. a little is okay, but come on...!
Now you're speakin' my language. We are avid Charlie and Lola-ers. Brilliant, isn't it? C & L and Arthur are the two that I'll actually sit and watch myself, with or without the kids. Promptly hooked myself up with a subscription of SHAPE, all thanks to you.
We love Charlie and Lola! We have a few favorites on our DVR for whenever we need a fix. Evan always giggles at Lola and her silliness.
Though I'm not yet a C & L fan, I can already surmise that your ability to recognize a wonderful older brother comes from hands-on experience. Obviously not with Tod and Brad. Say no more, say no more...
I love that you went from cursing and using adult language which Joseph could not handle to talking about the kindest, most gentlest cartoon that would never dream of using harsh tones!!! It's as if they cancel each other out!
I slipped onto your blog here for a second and Hadley is tugging on my arm - begging to go back to the charlie and lola picture . . . she's a big fan, frankly I am too . . .
I admit it....been a Charlie and Lola fan for about 3 years...since I sat down with a niece and watched 'just a few minutes....'
and i was hooked.
much like I am to your blog now.
Thanks.
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