What is it that I watch more of, than practically anything else?
Would it be sport? I love to watch rugby and cricket.
Might it be action movies? I do love a good war flick.
Maybe it’s documentaries? Give me a doco on Africa or sharks, and I will sit there for hours.
Sadly, it’s none of these. What I watch most of, are children’s shows. Well, specifically one in particular.
You see, children have this uncanny knack of being able to watch the same show – over, and over, and over again. Back-to-back is no problem either.
Missy doesn’t watch a large amount of TV, but when she does, it is invariably the same movie.
She adores it. She even wakes up in the morning some days, a little teary.
“What’s up, Pumpkin?”
“Peter Pan didn’t come to visit last night”
She is besotted by the story. This presents a problem for me.
1) I have now seen it 50 times. I am sick to death of it
2) She watches it in French, so not only am I sick of it, but also, I don’t even understand it.
But that doesn’t dissuade her. With uncanny certainty after a day out, we will get home:
“Do you want to watch a movie my little peanut?”
“ ‘Something with Bruce Willis, perhaps?
(Arms crossed, pouting) “No! Peter Pan!!”
It should come as no surprise, I suppose. When my niece was a little girl, I lived in Africa. Whenever I would come home to Sydney for a visit, I would stay with her and my sister. At the time, my niece’s favourite movie was Oliver Twist. Not being a parent in those days, I made a rookie error. I expressed a keen desire to watch it with her.
What a good Uncle I was.
From then on, for several years at least, my visits were a signal to break out Oliver Twist, and watch it a minimum of twice a day.
What a nightmare I created.
I have thought about accidentally losing the Peter Pan DVD, but that would be bad, Daddy. My only hope is Missy moves onto something else. I have recently introduced her to Wallace and Gromit – now she wants a dog that can make breakfast and build a robot. I can’t win.