This is an amazing and amusing thing. Basically everything related to that baby - she, being the cutest baby in the world - is that way. It's the most fascinating thing about very small children, in my opinion. They just get to DO stuff. And it's always okay. Everything is cute. Everything is acceptable. Babies have it made, man. I want to throw things at my boss, insist that other people give me their food, and say no more readily, but I can't. Babies can. It's a racket.
Elmo is also fascinating. Introduced in the mid-1980s to tap into the pre-school viewership psyche more directly (Big Bird being a kindergarten aged four, and therefore a little too grown up to appeal), Elmo is by far Sesame Street's most recognizable and popular monster. I'm slightly sad that Katherine, at 21.5 months, isn't more discerning in her tastes (I admit, I want her to show off her individuality) but at the same time, I have to concede that Elmo is pretty hilarious and adorable.
For those of you who don't know, "Elmo is an furry, red Muppet monster with an orange nose. He currently hosts the last full segment on Sesame Street, called "Elmo's World," which is aimed at toddlers. On "Elmo's World," Elmo is accompanied by his goldfish, Dorothy, and the Noodle Family—Mr. Noodle, his brother (known as Mr. Noodle's brother, Mr. Noodle), and his sister (known as Mr. Noodle's sister, Ms. Noodle).
The character is self-described as 3-and-a-half years old, and refers to himself in the third person. He is seen somewhat infrequently with a favorite toy of his: an orange, monster-like doll named David. Elmo lives with his mommy, his daddy, and an occasionally appearing sister named Daisy." (From the Facebook Fan Page ... yes, such a thing exists).
My favourite bit is the bit about the Noodles. They often "use their noodles" to figure things out. That's comic gold, if you ask me.
Anyway. When I talk about this stuff, or wax on about the baby, people tend to wrongly assume I myself am baby crazy. I am not baby crazy. Not even close. I am fascinated by other people's babies, because (as already mentioned) babies are a racket. Besides that, babies seem to like me and if you know me you know that there are few things I like more than people liking me (I'm so pathetic), but the thought of having my own creepy, parasitic monster makes me want to do tequilla shots. Fact.
I just wanted to tell you about Katherine and Elmo because. Because. That's my reason. It's a love story for the ages. Elmo and Bean: the new Jack and Rose. I love it.