Animal Kingdom

Penguins.

No.

Elephants.

No. 

Monkeys.

This is what happens when a 20 month old knows the name of seemingly every animal on the planet and the full lineup on Disney Plus. Trust me, there is a lot to choose from.

I know we are not supposed to be sitting here. We should be outside on this beautiful afternoon. I am internally yelling at myself for my shortcomings but really, cut me some slack. My fingers are getting fatigued from searching for the perfect show. I am old and weak.

What must it be like to be so interested in anything and everything? 

We finally settle in on Steve, the seemingly befuddled penguin who is always a half step from disaster, who literally loses his way, but ends up happily ever after. I have grown very fond of him and look forward to our time together. 

There will be plenty of opportunity for us to investigate the wonders that await outside. To actually stop and smell the roses. But for now, surrounded by her six loveys, her Elmo, and even Eileen the bear, this little person beside me is most content just sitting and learning all about Steve's world.

Wait, she has grown tired of Steve.

No.

Elephants.

No. 

Monkeys.

No.

Dogs.

No.

Cats.

No. 

Whales.

I am exhausted.