‘finding nemo’: champion of toddler’s parents everywhere
God bless the guys at Pixar. My two year old son was in a rotten mood today. Nothing would make him happy. Nothing.
Nearing the point of desperation, I popped in the Finding Nemo DVD.
I say again. God bless the Pixar people. That movie is a lifesaver. As soon as the menu screen loaded up, he was bewitched, silent and zoned out.
Even gave JD’s old man time for a quick couch-nap. He still woke me up, but it was a good way. As the shark above loomed, he cried out “Brucie!”
It’s awesome when they learn new words. Who cares if it’s the name of a Great White with an Australian accent?