We have Dora backpacks, Dora potties (yes, we have TWO of them. She couldn't decide on one, and I am a big pushover). We have Dora panties, too, which make for lovely hats, we've discovered. 2of3 had this exact same obsession (not with the panties, just the Dora), and it lasted almost 6 years. So, on one hand, I'm totally used to it and already capable of tuning it out. On the other hand, I already endured 6 long years of this particular form of torture and don't know if I can take 6 more.
This week, I tried diversifying this kids' options. The results, I am happy to report, are much better than I could have ever expected.
For those of you who have lived under a childless rock for 10 years, Finding Nemo is about a fish who loses his son and has to travel the ocean wide to find him. It is a story of how trauma affects us all differently, and the struggle to overcome our own personal demons, and how sometimes the only way to do that is with someone else. It's flippin' fantastic. I would dare say it is one of the best movies ever made. It's not just that it's pretty to watch, or a nice story, it's the small things, the little details, that make the difference. Someone really thought about this movie. Like the seagulls, who don't just squawk....
That's, by far, the baby's favorite part of the movie. The main characters are Marlin (the dad), Nemo (the son) and Dory.
We have a Dora obsession coupled with a Dory obsession. Slap a one-year-old-bilingual-illiterate on top of that, and you have a frustrated mess.
The first thing out of this kid's mouth when she wakes up is, "Dory Nemo!" Sometimes she forgets, though, and just asks for Dory. That usually goes like this....
"Hiya, momma! Ni-night all done! Dory? Dora? D?..d?..dor?...Dory Nemo!"
The thing that amazes me is that she seems to get that she needs to differentiate between the two. When she wants Dora, she singing the theme song now. "Doo-dadoodoo-da-Dora, momma!"
You see? It's the small things, the little details, that make the difference.