So! About six weeks ago, the boys (more or less accidentally) turned the telly on. And since everything was wired correctly (this is another story altogether), they were immediately able to see the results of their button pushing. And what whould be on at that hour? But Sesame Street! Cows! SESAME STREET COWS! This had the instant effect of their thinking that TVs always had cows on them, which was quite funny while it lasted. The thing is, that neither of us is much of a TV-watcher, excepting Arte, the news & films. We hadn't exactly been trying to avoid TV for the boys' sake - we just don't have the TV-turning-on reflex. But now that the boys've seen cows and cars and cats (this last thanks to a hilarious Japanese animated film that we bought... erm... for them?) on TV, they are enthralled with it.
So... when Tomi was so ill earlier this week, I let him watch Sesame Street for his second time, and... And now I have the anwser to a question that several people have asked us over the past couple of years, namely: How is it shown Over There?
I haven't taken the time to look into the whole history of the thing, but a version called "1, rue Sésame" seems to have come out for the first time about five years ago. The version we have now, though, is called "5, rue Sésame." Both are co-productions (with the Sesame Street people). It's filmed (at least in large part) in French, with a French Street and French versions of everyday details. You may or may not be able to see in this picture that the modern-day Mr. Hooper is in front of a store with a sign reading, "Épicerie," for example. The documentary elements are at least in part filmed in other countries or regioins where French is spoken. Haven't yet seen enough to know whether they do a second language part...
Otherwise, here's Tomi on his first day BACK at school, in front of the fridge art he and our friend Manu put together last night, just before Leo puked spectacularly all over Manu, among other things and people:
And here are our boys, after Leo and I picked Tomi up from school & after they'd taken the elevator upstairs and back down all by themselves, giggling hysterically the whole way. This was the third time they'd done it, and although I should probably still be worried that they'll get their fingers pinched in the doors, even three hours later, I am left with the ticklings of a belly laugh that their rascally, happy laughter brings up every time they do this...
p.s. The Martian green spots on Leo's jeans are the result of a second puking, as we bought t.p. & victuals on the way home from school... Ugh.
