A confession: one of our favorite uses for the Wii (which was supposed to be for exercise, ya lameass) is going to the internet and watching youtube videos together. I know, I know: the intertubes are isolating and alienating and we're not supposed to share them, so I'm doing it all wrong. Oh, well. One more strike on my Worst Parent Ever scorecard.
Yesterday, we ended up watching this video, a perennial fave of both myself and my three youngsters, now 11, 6, and 4. When the eldest first heard this song, the idea of it stuck with him, and he asked for an alien the way Lisa Simpson asks for a pony: every year for a while. He seems to have figured out th
at can't happen now, just in time for his younger brother to pick up the mantle.