Dear Adult Son,
I've noticed that some of your "contemporaries" have taken to making fun of Veggie Tales, with the claim that they were forced to watch it by their "conservative" Christian mothers. I can assure you that it was I that was FORCED to watch! You begged me for those videos and "Mommy, rewind it!" was a oft-heard statement in our household.
Your childhood obsession with this show has taught me much though. I now know that Manatees should all be named Barbara, and that veterinarians in the Alps most definitely yodel. I remember well when you just HAD to have a water buffalo because "everybody had one", and came to realize that pirates don't do anything (I must admit that I had an inkling of this already, thanks to the famous Disneyland ride). I do feel a bit sorry for all the well-liked Daniels out there who may have inadvertently found their ears filled with cheeseballs and their nostrils with sorbet.
Of course the best lesson I learned was to ALWAYS put my hairbrush in it's place! If only I had a dollar for every time I've heard "oh where, oh where, oh where, oh where, o-h w-h-e-r-e?" in my head!
Thank you my son...you have taught me so much.
Your Loving Mom
P.S. No, I didn't keep them, but I'm sure that your children will find songs that will teach you life lessons of equal importance. In fact I'm looking forward to it...It will be so much more fun than the nostril trick :))
(You're free to borrow this for your adult children too, haha)