We didn't expect Madeline to share our tastes and interests in everything. We know that as she grows up she will probably reject our music, (Especially Eric's) our fashion choices, (Especially mine) and our rules. (What do you mean I can't get a cellphone?! I'm six years old Momma, everyone has a cellphone!)
What we didn't expect was for all this rejection to start so soon.
The only night of the week that we are truly interested in watching TV is on Thursdays. Our DVR goes bananas on Thursdays.
Eric and I are big fans of The Office. (Especially Eric. I mostly just wish that Jim and Pam were our neighbors so that our babies could play together and we could be friends. I contemplated stealing Jim from Pam, but really, that's just wrong because they totally belong together.)
Anyhow, Madeline has decided that she hates The Office. Every single time Thursday night rolls around, she starts screaming around 8:30 (which means we also miss 30 Rock...Damn it, Lemon.) and continues straight through The Office. Even back when she was a quiet baby who rarely made a peep, she would still cry during The Office. She even cries through the reruns!
I'm not quite sure what her objections are, but I suspect that it might have something to do with scenes like this. Madeline is not amused by baby humor. Babies should be taken seriously.
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