Long before Disney Channel, there was PBS. And I’m not talking about PBS Kids or Sprout. I’m talking about plain old PBS, the channel that had kids shows for a couple of hours in the morning and a couple of hours during the after-school hours. I’m not really sure what they did in the in-between times, but as a kid, I didn’t really care.
When I was pregnant with SS#1, I made a decision that the purple dinosaur would have no place in our home. I did pretty well with that, and he would happily watch Sesame Street and Dragon Tales. He loved Elmo’s World. In fact, over the course of one year, we owned no fewer than five goldfish, all named “Dorothy”.
By the time The Manimal came around, Disney Channel had made its place. The Manimal is most definitely a Mickey kid. As a matter of fact, I’m not completely sure he even knows who Elmo is.
Which is sad.
Even sadder though, is that neither of my children really recognize this guy.