Sophie loves Yo Gabba Gabba.
Me? Well. Not so much. I mean, the beat is pretty catchy. It gets in your head and sticks. I've caught myself singing snippets of it during my cleaning tasks all morning long. (You'll be doing it too. And yes, you can thank me for that one.) One good thing about it -- it certainly is Move-Your-Body-friendly. Sophie immediately jumps up and gets her groove on whenever she hears the first few beats of it.
Maybe she and Nathaniel can join together and make millions touring the nation with their super snazzy moves.
But, holy schmoly, it's psychedelic and flashy. I got a little dizzy from all of the bright colors and lightning fast cuts between scenes. Perhaps it's the Old Fogie in me coming out, but it seems to have the potential to induce a seizure. Or a spasm, at the very least. However, Nick JR. likes to show it right at the end of other popular shows, like Dora, so it's kind of hard not to occasionally catch it.
For example, this morning...
Oh, my. Anybody else have the misfortune of having a Party In Your Tummy while you were eating your morning toast?
I'm not sure which is scarier:
a.) The very strangely coiffed, effeminate DJ host, wearing his tight orange union suit.
b.) The striped tube sock thing with the crazy-long, dangly arms.
c.) The depressed whiny carrots and green beans, who fear they aren't going to receive an invitation to the party.
d.) The make-you-insane combination of all of the above.
Seriously. Is this supposed to make a child want to eat healthy foods? Or eat at all, for that matter? I tend to think after very many viewings of this, the path might lead more towards an eating boycott.
"NOOOOOOO, Mama! Not the green beans! They'll party in my stomach!!!"
Maybe it's just me.
I am thankful, however, after showing the lovely trek of the food from the mouth, down the esophagus, and through the intestines, that they didn't show the "party" on its way out!
That would have taken scary to impressive new heights.