I am in love with Supernanny. I don't know how else to say it. She is amazing and I heart her to the nth degree. If you could have seen her last night, talking to little Jared, telling him what an a-hole his mother was - so sweet! And poor little Jared, who had to put his thoughts in a plastic box because his mother was too busy to talk to him since she had to spend all her time dealing with the 4 year old twin monsters she created. No wait, let me take a step back and say that Mommy Melora was not an idiot like some of the other mothers on the show, she just needed a babysitter and a Valium. (Much like my sister does. She swears by that method! Of course if you had 9 cats, 2 dogs, a hamster, 5 fish and a kid you would, too.)
Magically, like always, Nanny Jo fixed the family in less than two weeks - and little Jared cried when she left. She was the only person who ever stopped to listen. He hearts her and will probably stalk her someday, but such are the perils of the Supernanny. I can't wait to get Season One on DVD so when my kid acts up I can just play it and say, "See! See what Supernanny says? She says your behaviour is unasseptable and you have to go to the naughty corner!"
Parenting through TV... it worked in the 70's, it'll work in the aughts as well. Wonder Bread and General Hospital is not a far cry from Stroopwafels and Supernanny, right? And if I turned out as good as I did watching Luke rape Laura, think about how perfect my kid will turn out watching other shitty kids get reprimanded? Thank you, Supernanny. You make parenting fun!
