Last Saturday we were driving and I stopped to let a couple of pedestrians pass. As I did, Bridget yelled from the backseat, “smash ’em mom.”
“What??,” I asked.
“Smash ’em. Just run ’em over.”
As you can imagine, I was just a tiny bit confused and concerned at her comment. The conversation continued…
T: What did you say?
B: Smash ’em down flat.
T: Smash who? Those girls?
B: Yea, get ’em.
T: But that would hurt them, and they would be sad.
B: (shrugging) I think you should smash ’em.
T: No. We don’t smash people. Its a good thing you’re not in line for your drivers license anytime soon.
It took me a little while to figure out why she might suggest something like that. And then I remembered this scene from a JibJab video… A JibJab video that she loves. That she asks to watch over and over again. In the clip John McCain is driving a tank and chasing Barack Obama. The end of the scene alludes to him getting run over by the tank. I have to wonder if this is where she got the idea.
The video is called “Time for Some Campaignin'” and you can watch it here:
http://sendables.jibjab.com/sendables/1191/time_for_some_campaignin#/teaser/1191
I also posted it on my blog a couple of months ago… here:
https://blog.ernstrom.net/?p=237
And as for Bridget’s infatuation with this video… she LOVES it. I’m not sure why, but she does. And its ridiculous. She knows a lot of the words too it now and likes to sing along too. She thinks its funny to see McCain in a cage, and watch him poke his finger with his cheek. She sings along most with Hillary Clinton, and the ending “poke you in the rear” line. I really should videotape her singing it.
Or maybe after all the “Smash ’em” comments I should just hope she begins to forget about the video. Ha! Kids!
Sandra // Sep 23, 2008 at 2:00 pm
That’s funny that she knows a lot of the words. Time for Barney he he. 🙂 I love you, you love me….
Amber Meadows // Sep 29, 2008 at 1:31 am
Wow! I couldn’t stop laughing at this one!! It’s times like these that I’m especially grateful for blogs. It’s so fast to type up my memories – I’m much more likely to do that than write in my journal. And I always think, some day – years down the road – I’m going to have proof that my kids were trying to drive me insane. Really, this is one of those stories that you’ll still laugh at years down the road. 🙂