Anglophiles

When Andy was little we, I mean he, used to watch this adorable show on Disney Jr. called Charlie and Lola.  I have no idea if it's even on the air anymore, but it was a show about a brother and sister and how the mature older brother dealt with the craziness of his little sister.  The characters are British, which makes the show even cuter because it's two little British kids talking to each other about the craziest thing.

We've had a Charlie and Lola book for a while, but Amanda just recently started to enjoy reading it before bed.  I forgot how much I loved their little stories so I bought about four more of the books, which both girls also enjoyed.  I'm not exactly sure how, but one day I started reading them in a British accent which the girls thought was hilarious.  It made me kind of sad that they had never seen the show because while I was reading I could hear little Lola and Charlie's voices.  Of course the books have more book titles on the inside cover and we also discovered there are DVDs.  So, for Amanda's birthday we got her the complete first and second season DVD set of Charlie and Lola.  The girls love watching it and I like it too because Charlie is oh so patient to his little sister's craziness and it is fun to see how he handles everything.

Unfortunately, the girls love them a little too much.  They have taken to speaking in horrible British accents, not just repeating lines from the DVDs but also saying everything.  This evening it was my turn to drive car pool to Andy's football practice.  We had to leave the house around 4:40 to pick the other boys up and get them to their 5:30 practice on time.  The crazy Colorado football post will be saved for another day.  Then he had a two-hour practice and then I had to drive them all home.  Usually I wouldn't wait at the practice field for the entire practice but tonight the weather was horrible and it could have rained with lightening at any time so we stuck around in case practice ended early.  I had to listen to the girls speak in those completely incorrect accents for three and a half hours.  Nonstop.  By the time we got home I was done.

Needless to say they went straight to bed when we arrived and we did not read any Charlie and Lola books this evening.