Talking Machines

Dude, what is it about little boys (ok, MY little boy) and talking machines?

First it was Thomas the Train.  Then Bob the Builder.  (And I am CONVINCED that Thomas is a gateway drug to Bob the Builder.  Think about it.  Talking machines.  Same company distributing the shows.  Cross marketing within the videos.  The toys at Target are right next to each other.  The toys are the same size.  It's a conspiracy.)

Anyway, then the obsession with the Cars movie.  Again, talking machines.  (Jake was playing with his Cars toys this weekend, along with some HotWheels cars that he thinks look like Sarge and the Sheriff, and he gathered them all up and had the Sheriff say "These cars are in a HEAP of TROUBLE.  They tore up the road!"  Bwah ha ha ha.  He's SO FUNNY.  Totally remembers details from movies SO WELL.)

Jake and I were at the video rental store on Friday (wait, should they be called DVD rental stores now?  'Cause techincally I didn't get a VIDEO.)  Anyway, I decided to let him look for a movie to rent -- and he came upon Jay Jay the Jet Plane.  I was really leaning more toward a movie with a dog.  (Although at first he tried to pick out "Beethoven's 3rd" and I was SO not watching that.)  But he was subborn about the Jay Jay the Jet Plane, so that's what we've been watching all weekend.  It's actually not as annoying as I thought it would be.  I might even let him get another video this coming Friday.  But still.  WHAT IS THE DEAL with the talking machines?

(I got "Rent."  I saw the musical in college at TPAC, but I didn't really remember the plot.  It was a really good movie, I thought.  If you're into musicals like that.  AWESOME music.)  I started watching it on Friday night before Jake was asleep, and he kept saying "This is stupid.  Your movie is stupid!"  And I told him he was supposed to be asleep anyway, and to just GO TO SLEEP.  And he did, about 10 minutes into it.  LOL.