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Marketing Elmo’s World

As companies futher develop methods to perfect brand identification and market to target demographics, some controversy has been stirred in recent years over marketing aimed at children — if one should do it, what age groups can one ethically target, and how. Children don’t usually balance the checkbook, we know, so what can companies do to inspire parents to shower their spawn with corporate gear?

The Littlest Shopper” covers many of the tactics used to market to children, namely brand recognition in the three-and-under set and the dubious tactic of calling everything on the market “educational.” Apparently very little on the market for babies and toddlers is truly educational, in what we generally think of as “education,” and what we ought to be getting for and doing with very young children should generally be “interactive” — what block fits where?, sing a song sing-along, peek-a-boo, and what is this called and what does it do?

Susan Gregory Thomas’s new book, “Buy, Buy Baby: How Consumer Culture Manipulates Parents and Harms Young Minds” covers the issues above, as well as how these toys and so-called educational tools are now another extension of our lifestyle chic, corporate-molded identities. It’s beyond BabyGap and $500 strollers, folks, we’re into territory where companies will have us believe that if Baby doesn’t get her Elmo and her Baby Einstein she isn’t going to get into college.

In the interview, Thomas relates how much of this marketing extravaganza began:

Julie Aigner-Clark, a very canny mother of a toddler, took note of [a study suggesting that college-age kids would score marginally better on intelligence tests if they were played a certain section of a certain sonata by Mozart]. And she put together what we now know as the Baby Einstein empire, and Baby Mozart was the first video she developed. She based a lot of her ideas for stimulating the infant brain on this strange conflation of cultural trends: that babies were active geniuses and you really had to stimulate them adequately before they turned 3, otherwise they would never get into college, and the idea you would sort of be made smarter in math and spatial reasoning if you listened to Mozart.

But you write that there is no evidence that educational videos and the like do anything for infants and toddlers. So how do Baby Einstein and other similar companies convince parents otherwise?

Noam Chomsky said it best when he said the consumer economy takes our concerns, commodifies them and sells them back to us. If you look at the marketing rubric of, for example, Baby Einstein, what they talk about is enhancing a baby’s natural curiosity. But what’s so fascinating about it is that there is absolutely no research that undergirds those statements. There just isn’t any. It’s all marketing.

Thomas further explains how publishers of genuine educational materials partner with companies that produce children’s entertainment, like Disney, which is how one can find entire sets of reading and math curriculum centered around a character like Harry Potter or Aladdin. Further, since these materials have sealed approval from a group of educational experts, as corporate as they may be, parents are more likely to go along with the branding of their children because of the educational benefits.

When my son Ethan was but a babe, I had a few rules for buying toys and recommending toys as gifts:

1) Buy nothing that requires batteries. For one thing, batteries are expensive and I’m not rolling in cash. Secondly, this usually means the toy played a three line ditty that would worm its way into my head for a few weeks until the toy was conveniently “lost” by my conniving hand. Finally, these are the toys that suddenly start playing in the middle of the night without a sticky little hand there to push a button or turn a knob, and this is responsible for my miniscule belief in ghosts.

2) If Mozart can improve a child’s math and reasoning skills, so can The Clash. I don’t claim pretensions of appreciating high over low art, and furthermore, if some study out there says rhythmic music is good for baby’s math and reasoning skills, than we can expand beyond classical. Don’t get me wrong, I was a classically trained pianist in my own youth. A good portion of my interaction with Ethan when he was a toddler was musical in nature, and we did it with LPs and mp3s, Dave Brubeck and David Bowie. (Today Ethan also plays piano — and competes!).

3) I will not buy it just because a cartoon character’s face is slapped on the side. Mostly I found this annoying, and if there was a non-trademarked option, I went for the generic toy over the heavily branded. But more important to my values was to plant a seed in Ethan’s mind that there are forces out there that rule one’s shopping habits beyond your need for a thing, and are centered around your belief in your need for the thing, which makes you more likely to shell out money for the thing.

Thomas addresses my third rule here:

It’s complicated for an infant or toddler to process television. When they are put in front of the television, the only thing they seem to be getting out of it in a verifiable way is character recognition. That’s why you see babies and toddlers so thrilled when they’re at the supermarket and they recognize Elmo. But still, it wears what the marketing industry calls an “educational patina.”

What is so awful about character recognition?

The problem is that the great social values that Elmo and the characters on “Sesame Street” teach are lost on children under the age of 3. They get solely a flat, one-dimensional character recognition. And the only other times that children are going to encounter the character are when a company is trying to sell the kid something. You don’t see Elmo running around your park. You see Elmo when he’s in diapers, when he’s on juice boxes, when he’s on Band-Aids and when he’s on toothbrushes.

I think terms like “educational patina” should be entered into the Orwellian Dictionary Of Doublespeak. In any case, this is why one’s toddler will know and love Cookie Monster even without ever watching Sesame Street.* And why mac and cheese sells better in the shape of Spongebob Squarepants.

Practicing this kind of consumer value was a battle when Ethan was two, but I got two things out of it in the end — Ethan learned that sometimes mom says no and means it, and now that he’s older, he is suspicious of commercials and print advertising aimed at his age group. In my brief career as a teacher, media literacy was a huge portion of my written curriculum and it’s something I believe will become more important as corporate giants continue to break our interests and identities down into marketing values. That these entities intend to paint an “educational patina” on infants only cements my belief that parents need to find more ways to temper the effects of corporate forces that mold our children.

Yet, I also believe it is important to recognize that Thomas is addressing the value of marketing to, literally, toddlers and babies. There are various educational benefits to all kinds of toys that may be debated, whether corporate or hand-crafted, and furthermore, I think it’s important not to fault parents for trying to spend their dollars in a way that benefits their children (i.e. no mommy drive-bys. I moderate these comments.). What is more important to me is recognizing how a corporate entity aims to mold my child into a certain kind of consumer, to change my parenting into a nervous, reactionary compulsion, and to take my money too, if everything else isn’t nefarious enough.

But hell, even I have been convinced by certain people that playing certain video games has measurable educational and rhetorical benefits, thus we have video game consoles in the house that might have fallen off a couple of delivery trucks *cough cough* and we play regularly together.

Which brings me to my last rule.

4) No more than thirty minutes of screen time a day. Because I’m mean. And it’s nice outside. Go play.

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* I pick on Sesame Street because I love. Being a kid that was raised on PBS, and still quite impressed with the various shows the network puts out for children, I’m disappointed to see Sesame Street following some of the grosser corporate marketing tactics. I blame much of this on the federal government for cutting gigantic chunks of funding, leaving a good portion of the funding to “Viewers Like You” and corporate giants like Pampers and McDonald’s.


45 thoughts on Marketing Elmo’s World

  1. “Blue’s Clues” made us realize that our nephew is definitely going to be a drama major someday, because of the way he tried to convince us to turn it on when he was about 3 years old and mostly pre-verbal (typical boy!):

    He went to the shelf, got his Handy-Dandy Notebook, took it over to his red Thinking Chair, and sat down. He even did that “think – think – think” hand gesture that Steve did. It took us 10 minutes to figure it out, but we’re the lowly aunt and uncle.

    He’s now organizing “Blue’s Clues” themed plays for his preschool class. Yes, he wrote, directed, produced, and starred in it himself.

  2. I’m totally with you on #3. Now that my oldest is big enough to understand these things, we have talks about how I don’t want her to be a corporate billboard. Sometimes it’s damned hard to go to the store and buy a weeny toothbrush that doesn’t have a Disney Princess or Sesame Street character on it. You don’t need to brush your teeth with fricking Cinderella.

    One and two for me are quality of life things at my house for the grownups. I can’t let kidworld encroach that much on my own life. As far as I’m concerned, “The Best of No Doubt” is kids’ music.

    We go super crafty for birthdays instead of getting Dora napkins. So we make little cupcake creatures and unicorn cakes instead of branded crap. Same with Halloween costumes–they have to be a generic characters like “devil” or “flenser.” I like the idea of substituting good, original-idea memories for corporate-sponsored ones. I wish I could pimplink the cupcakes…but my server is acting up.

    And can I say I’m happy you’re guest-posting?

  3. Ugh. How I hate that Spiderman and Spongebob and whoever is on every blessed thing in every store in America (or so it seems). And I hate even more that my kids think the Spiderman mac and cheese actually TASTES better than the regular kind (although I suppose at almost twice the price, it should.)

    Most of the time when my kids run over to my cart holding whatever andom Spiderman Whanot they have found, declaring “I NEED THIS,” I say to them, “do you even know what it is?”

    Sadly, usually they can’t even answer. Because its not even about the actual product–its about the character on it. Which is really scary because they are already being programmed to buy-buy-buy.

    Then we go have a nice talk about the difference between WANT and NEED… and about how marketing strategies are making them want things they really don’t even want…

    But I’m lucky. My boys have no interest in the brainsucking Princess industry–I don’t know if I could put up a fight against that mighty machine….

  4. Same with Halloween costumes–they have to be a generic characters like “devil” or “flenser.” I like the idea of substituting good, original-idea memories for corporate-sponsored ones.

    If you’re crafty, don’t take that edict too far — my fondest Mom memory is the year she handmade me my very own Batgirl costume, because there was no such thing in the stores at the time (around 1975). So, corporate character, but not corporate-sponsored.

  5. I had some similar rules when I bought toys for the xCLP, as well as no batteries and no cartoon characters I think I said nothing that I wouldn’t be able to fix if it broke. Then her first birthday happened, and the battery-powered cartoon-covered plastic started pouring in. Thanking the friends and relatives responsible and letting her play with the stuff seemed the lesser evil, so…eh.

  6. Thanking the friends and relatives responsible and letting her play with the stuff seemed the lesser evil, so…eh.

    Well, yes. Rule Five is “Don’t refuse free shit.”

  7. What I find interesting about the Baby Einstein videos is how slow and repetitive they are. If you must pop in a video to help keep a 9 month old quiet while you make dinner, they are the videos to pop in.

    Anyway, advertising is bad and labeling non-educational crap as educational is bad, but I’m skeptical about the extreme views that a lot of doctors advocate about TV and video games in general. Only because most people get most of their information from TV so I think it’s a good idea to expose kids to good quality visual storytelling even when they are young.* When we only teach media literacy through bagging on advertising, it just makes everyone cynical and doesn’t really teach them how to separate out the good from the bad, because then even non-advertising stuff seems all bad.

    I’d also argue that the character recognition has as much to do with their inability to communicate as it does with their inability to follow the story. They often know a lot more than they can tell, but can only tell us the simple stuff verbally. Like Mnemosyne’s nephew they communicate mostly through words that have literal meaning or through mimicry. The fact that he couldn’t say “I want to watch “Blue’s Clues”” doesn’t keep him from getting anything out of it. The fact that he was able to repeat the basic idea of the show so well shows that he’s getting more out of it than just knowing who Blue and Steve are.

    But then, with that in mind, buying low quality toys that don’t relate back to the stories – just because they have the character’s face – can end up diluting the meaning of the show. I plan on giving out Blue’s Clue’s stuff as part of my library’s “Get a Clue” summer program – but it’s going to be things like Steve’s notebook and a crayon, not just stuff that has Blue’s face on it. My theory is that giving them Steve’s notebook will better communicate the detective theme to toddlers and preschoolers better than actual words would. We’ll see how well that works

    *That said, 30 minutes (on average) sounds about right for any kids not yet in high school.

    (And Lauren, if I may pick your brain, I’m curious as to how you teach media literacy in the classroom. Most teachers I know limit it to picking apart advertising, and I’m very interested in teaching media literacy that goes beyond just seeing through advertising.)

  8. One and two for me are quality of life things at my house for the grownups. I can’t let kidworld encroach that much on my own life. As far as I’m concerned, “The Best of No Doubt” is kids’ music.

    Back when Ethan was a baby I had a summer at home alone with him and I watched A LOT of daytime TV, including Dr. Phil. The one thing I took away from my time together with the good doctor is probably not what he intended, but he said something to the effect of, Parents need to integrate their children into their lives, not ditch their previous lives to raise a child. I imagine the show was probably on a topic like “helicopter parents.”

    So, I vacuumed when I felt like it, and soon baby E was used to the vacuum. I played the music that I liked, and baby Ethan liked that music too. We went to coffee shops and bookstores like I’d always done, and toddler Ethan liked it too (think steamed milk in tiny espresso cups to go). We hung out at the library, and he learned how to be quiet and look for interesting books. Et cetera, et cetera. Not to mention that nursery rhymes are so not my bag.

    I think it’s more than just quality of life issues for the grown-ups, even though that’s exactly it is. I think it’s incredibly important to model your values and your interests to your kids, and that includes things like reading, picking up after yourself, certain behaviors in certain venues, and whatever else. For one, it shows them that you’re People and not Just Mom. For two, if I have to spend the next eighteen years with a person, I’d damn well better like him or her. 😛

  9. And Lauren, if I may pick your brain, I’m curious as to how you teach media literacy in the classroom. Most teachers I know limit it to picking apart advertising, and I’m very interested in teaching media literacy that goes beyond just seeing through advertising.

    Well, I taught high school upperclassmen, and low literacy kids to boot, most of whom required a functional general literacy to graduate (by the state standards, be able to comprehend the gist of a narrative, follow written directions, fairly low level). Reading bored the shit out of them, but big projects broken down were a hit, so we made lots of multi-genre projects. The media stuff was fun though, because a lot of these kids had some pop culture icon they were obsessed with — Nirvana, Eminem, Gilmore Girls, etc. So the gist of the project was to start with the Thing and then find out who makes the Thing, what other Things have these companies or people produced, and what themes recur in these various be-Thing-ed projects. Etc. Then the question came down to what motivations these entities have in producing these projects and how does the original idea get promoted in other media and products (ringtones, lunchboxes, t-shirts, commercials, etc). Lots of interesting conclusions came about. Again, a lot of these kids were music nerds or movie nerds so they got to explore the genre of their obsession. That helps.

    But in general, it was a “follow the money” approach.

    Along with this was a slew of other materials I pulled from other resources, the usual stuff you can find on the internet to provide a framework for what kinds of things we were looking for and definitions and examples of primary ideas. Pretty basic framework on my end. I was big on projects the students designed themselves and carried out within a rubric of standards.

  10. I read a book when I was home on maternity leave with my first son called When Mothers Work (well, at least I got through about the first third or so before I got distracted with the new baby) and it basically said the same thing… that you should not suddenly give up your own identity for your children, but rather that they would benefit from seeing you as a person in your own right and that while you are their mother and will take care of them, you will also nurture your own dreams.

    I was so glad I read that because I was already, even then, feeling inadequate because I really sucked at some of the “perfect mom” stuff and I really, really missed grown-up things like being at work and going out to dinner with adult friends — and the whole kid-world thing was freaking me out slightly.

    I learned along the way to go with my strengths… for instance I’m a really crappy arts-and-crafts mom but I’m a great lets-go-to-the-beach mom.

  11. Kat, in our household of 2 daughters, we call THAT aisle (Barbie and Disney Princess) “The Evil Land of Pink”… not to say they don’t occasionally indulge, but we manage to have a very well balanced life W/o every toy shoved in a box… great fishing stream across the road from us where elder daughter routinely out-fishes her old man!!

  12. If you’re crafty, don’t take that edict too far — my fondest Mom memory is the year she handmade me my very own Batgirl costume, because there was no such thing in the stores at the time (around 1975). So, corporate character, but not corporate-sponsored.

    Yes, I would certainly make an allowance for this! I mean, Batgirl’s a fricking librarian. That’s awesome.

    We’ll cross that bridge later, I suppose. I just don’t dig the plastic masks–here, kid, slap this on. You’re a Ninja Turtle now. But green makeup…maybe.

  13. Thanks Lauren! That makes sense, and sounds like a lesson that would motivate a lot of otherwise non-scholarly types. I’ll remember to steal it if I ever have the chance. 🙂

  14. I’m one of those kids who sat in front of the TV a lot, the thing I hate most about that is that I live in Australia and watching that much sesame street gave me an American accent that I am still unable to shake, I’m still asked by people if I ever lived in the US *rolls eyes* But I can also fondly remember my mother painted Dumbo on my closet because it was one of my favorite movies (I wonder if it’s still there in the old house?).
    I don’t plan on ever having kids but I do tend to notice and analyze kid’s commercials a bit, has anyone ever seen any stark black and white patterned toys for babies? Because all I remember from my psych class was how babies were usually more interested in the obvious patterns then the bright colours…

  15. Same with Halloween costumes–they have to be a generic characters like “devil” or “flenser.” I like the idea of substituting good, original-idea memories for corporate-sponsored ones.

    I’ve been thinking a lot about this in the last year or two — about how to help my daughter build a web of enthusiasms and interests that aren’t dictated by Disney.

    What we’ve stumbled into is a mix of things. Some of it is public domain cultural-heritage stuff — she’s really into the Perseus and Medusa story right now, and I’ve got my fingers crossed for her going as Medusa for Halloween this year. Some of it is adult pop culture — she’s into Bob Marley and (to a lesser extent) Ichiro Suzuki. And some of it, yes, is corporate-processed kid culture — she went through a big King Kong phase a while back, and we’ve been reading the Narnia books, and for Halloween last year she went as Johnny Depp, and each of those interests was sparked by a Hollywood movie.

    Most of that isn’t stuff she’d have discovered on her own, though. (She’s only four, after all.) I do a lot of nudging and suggesting. And as much as possible I try to put the corporatized stuff through a DIY filter. So she draws pictures of Narnia scenes instead of buying LTW&TW coloring books. And we made the Johnny Depp costume instead of buying a (branded or generic) pirate outfit off the rack. And we Google photos of Bob Marley and print them out and tape them to her wall, and occasionally even paint Jamaican flags.

    My gripe isn’t so much with the corporatization of childhood, in the end, as it is with passive cultural consumption. I want her making stuff, not buying stuff, and telling stories, not watching DVDs. (Or, since I’m a realist, doing all four rather than just the second and the fourth.)

    That said, though, one gripe I have with a lot of corporate kid culture is that the narratives are so plodding and simplistic. I love watching King Kong with her because it’s so susceptible to multiple readings. Kong is an ambiguous character — more three-dimensional than any character in any Disney movie I can think of. When we watch that movie, we talk about what it means to be good, and what it means to be bad, and about whether and how someone can be both at the same time. If the occasional Peter-Jackson-liscensed gewgaw is the price I pay for that kind of interaction, it’s a price I’m more than willing to pay.

  16. But I’m lucky. My boys have no interest in the brainsucking Princess industry-I don’t know if I could put up a fight against that mighty machine….

    Playstation + games that aren’t about princesses. My sister gave up on the princess thing when she got to play games where women beat the shit out of people. Then my brother and I taught her Quake. All the good work was undone when she started high school. Never got to get her into Action Quake. 🙁

    The only hard thing is finding games where the women aren’t too over the top.

  17. Sarah:

    As a gamer myself, and with a sister I want to get beyond the “puppies and Barbie” games with…

    I salute you.

  18. When I was a kid one of my favorite videos to rent from the library was “Buy Me That! A Kids’ Survival Guide to TV Advertising” I thought it was cool to be on the big secret that corpotations were trying to trick me.

  19. We didn’t let our daughter have character clothing or paraphernalia as a toddler. And we did, indeed, resist the high-gravity dark hole that is the Disney Princess.

    But once our daughter was 3 or 4, she became aware of the characters on other kid’s paraphernalia, and now – at 7 – she is an expert on all of the Princesses. She’s never seen an entire Princess movie, but she can tell you the stories. She can sing a whole bunch of Hannah Montana songs, although we never turn on Nickelodeon.

  20. I have to admit, my father had a co-worker who had a daughter the same age as my sister, who owned a playstation, so my sister liked the idea without being prodded by us (just by the usual fitting in thing). We just played with her or took turns.

    What was problematic was the low number of games that are playable by someone who has never gamed before. A lot of the seemingly kid-friendly ones were so ridiculously hard that she would give up on them. She did finish one I could never get the hang of though.

  21. I want to see a Flenser costume

    From what I can remember, there’s rubber boots and possibly a cardboard sign with “FLENSER” on it, but it’s been a long time since I read “Blubber”.

  22. 4) No more than thirty minutes of screen time a day. Because I’m mean. And it’s nice outside. Go play.

    Shock, horror! You let your kid GO OUTSIDE?!

  23. Can I just say how much I hate the rise of Elmo and his saccharine, cloying baby voice?

    God, I miss The Muppet Show.

  24. I think the flenser boots were painted gold, as well. The mention of the flenser costume here totally just brightened my morning.

  25. If anyone’s thinking of going as a flenser for Halloween, here’s the getup, as described in the book:

    Jeans and a shirt. A beach hat with pictures of dolphins stapled to the band (she couldn’t find pictures of whales) and strips of black construction paper hanging from the brim. A curly cardboard sword painted with gold glitter, with brown rain boots glittered to match.

    And a sign hung around the neck that says “FLENSER.”

    (Hat tip to Amazon’s “Search Inside” feature.)

  26. I love the summer time; the pool is open. Get thee to the swimming pool, my son. Come back when it closes. The TV doesn’t even come on anymore.

  27. Brooklynite, have you rented the old 1930s version of “King Kong” for your daughter, or has the craze passed? It’s still an amazing achievement, and if you have a videocamera that can shoot single frames, you can introduce her to the wonderful world of stop-motion animation.

  28. Just to pipe up about the Videogames, there are lots of videogames out there that can be educational and fun at the same time. Most of the in-house Nintendo titles don’t do any voice acting, everything is text on the screen; a lot of kids learn to read this way (particularly when important words are highlighted in red — so a beginning reader can see “House” and know they need to go to the house, and an intermediate reader can read through “Grandma wants you to go to the House. She asked me to find you.” In games like WindWaker, I was impressed with the range of words — including some real vocabulary-builders. I think that if your kid enjoys reading, videogames aren’t necessary, but if you have trouble getting the kid to read, sometimes a good videogame can make them more comfortable reading for vocabulary and comprehension so they aren’t as intimidated by books. Games like Brain Age can be used to help kids with math problems particularly simple arithmetic, and developing logic.

    Similarly, there are games like Wii Sports, Dance Dance Revolution, which encourage movement.

    You still have to be “in the know” about the sort of content in a game, but there are ESRB ratings clearly posted on games to help parents make informed choices about the sort of game they pick up for their kid.

    Sincerely,
    Your friendly neighborhood feminist gamer.

  29. I don’t plan on ever having kids but I do tend to notice and analyze kid’s commercials a bit, has anyone ever seen any stark black and white patterned toys for babies? Because all I remember from my psych class was how babies were usually more interested in the obvious patterns then the bright colours…

    The young toddler of a couple we know was watching Madagascar when we were over at their house. Every time the penguins came on-screen, she would stop whatever she was fidgeting with and just stare… until they were off-screen. Their black and white color scheme just mesmerized her.

  30. Can I just say how much I hate the rise of Elmo and his saccharine, cloying baby voice

    Amen. Although before they started mass marketing him and the only time I saw him was when my son watched Sesame Street, he was much less annoying. Its the oversaturation that can really get to you.

    I think Elmo was devised to appeal to a younger set. Sesame Street was developed for preschoolers (ages about 3 to 5). When my kids were younger then that, the show didn’t hold their attention for long… but Elmo did. Which I suppose goes right back to the ethics of how young is too young for TV. Although, Mom always told me that shows like that (including Teletubbies and even [egads] Barney) were actually teaching even very young kids some pre-reading skills, so they have their place even when they are making me cringe. I prefer the PBS shows over Disney or Nickelodeon any day, but my kids are not in agreement with me on that in general.

    She also told me that Sesame Street was originally created… way back when… because when kids were hitting kindergarten there was a vast difference in skill sets between the privileged (who could afford preschool) and the not-so-privileged (who couldn’t). Sesame Street came about to narrow that gap. Not sure how accurate that is, but she was an elementary school teacher around the time the show was created, so she may have known what she was talking about.

    But I’m with TinaH. Now that its summer… to the water!

  31. Mnemosyne:
    Brooklynite, have you rented the old 1930s version of “King Kong” for your daughter, or has the craze passed?

    We actually started with the 1933 version.

    We were home one evening and AFI’s “Hundred Greatest Movie Quotes” special was on teevee. My wife was working and the kid was sick and I was worn out, so the two of us lay on the couch together and watched it. She was about to turn three, I think, and she was fascinated by the clips from Kong that they showed. I bought the DVD a few days later — either it or League of Their Own was the first movie I ever picked up for her. The new version didn’t come out on DVD until about a year later.

    Anyway, yeah. The original is great. I’m a bit more concerned about exposing her to the somewhat creepy race and gender stuff in it now than I was when she was younger and more oblivious, but it’s still a tremendous film. (And far less racist than most 1930s “jungle” movies, for whatever little that’s worth.)

    And by the way, anyone who likes the 2005 version but hasn’t seen the 1933 recently should watch them back-to-back sometime. Peter Jackson incorporated a huge number of really sly, funny nods to the original in his remake.

    and if you have a videocamera that can shoot single frames, you can introduce her to the wonderful world of stop-motion animation.

    I keep wanting to do that, but I don’t think we have the technology. We’ve got an old analog videocamera, but I don’t think it does frame-by-frame. And my digital still camera does short movies, but I don’t think it does frame-by-frame either.

    The kid’s right at the age where she’d get into doing animation, and we’ve talked a lot about how special effects work in the course of talking through some of the scarier movies I’ve exposed her to. So yeah, I should make a point of double-checking to see whether it’s an option.

    Hm. Actually, now that you mention it, I could probably even borrow a camera from someone some weekend. In fact, I know I could. Thanks for the nudge.

  32. hey, you can do stop-motion animation with a webcam taking stills if you have the patience – that and very careful analog-cam work was how my brother taught himself stop-motion.

  33. Brooklyite, the chest hair on your kid was a hilarious touch.

    Almost all of our “battery toys” have been gifts. Since we are parents to a boy-child, we have 2 battery-powered workbenchs and no easy-bake oven. One workbench is fine, has the alphabet and isn’t terribly annoying. The other is an Elmo workbench. It is an indoctrination tool for a life of competitive drudgery; featuring phrases like “Let’s get to work!” and ‘See how fast you can saw some wood.” Sadly, my Elmo-obsessed MiL bought it, so Spouse says we can’t throw it away yet. Thankfully the boy prefers the one with letters. Which might have something to do with him being scared of the tickle-me-Elmschmo she also bought.

    As a side-note, may I suggest to all that if you do buy a batteries-toy for some child, get some rechargeable batteries for it as well.

  34. Hahaha I force my kids to go outside when it’s nice out. My son (6) constantly complains ~ “but Mawwwwmmmmmm I want to play a gaaaammmee.”

    me – “NO. It’s a beautiful day, we are going to play outside whether you enjoy it or not!”

    On a related note: my daughter loves Dora. And Elmo. She loved them before she ever watched the shows (which eventually persuaded me, the pushover that I am, to get some on video for her to watch so she would actually know who she’s in love with). =P

  35. I am so glad someone else has noticed that weird thing where these battery-operated toys suddenly start operating in the middle of the night by themselves. One toy she had as a baby had this manic children’s laughter when it was playing and to hear ‘that’ suddenly in the middle of the night in a room by itself was spooky!

  36. Brooklynite, you sound like a pretty awesome daddy — and your daughter sounds like a pretty awesome kid. And I know Ms. Lauren is an awesome mommy.

    If you’re crafty, don’t take that edict too far — my fondest Mom memory is the year she handmade me my very own Batgirl costume, because there was no such thing in the stores at the time (around 1975). So, corporate character, but not corporate-sponsored.

    I second this. As a kid, I always had home-made Halloween costumes, crafted by my favorite aunt who lived nearby but didn’t have kids of her own. My sister and I had the greatest Halloween costumes EVER. She turned me into Inspector Gadget, Garfield, a harem girl, a Hershey bar, a 50’s poodle-skirt girl, an elephant, and on and on. Full-body costumes, with heads and everything. It’s pretty much the reason Halloween is still my favorite holiday. Not every parent has the time or talent to create such a costume (I certainly wouldn’t, and my mom didn’t), but it was a really nice chance for me to bond with my Auntie Vickie (who was the coolest aunt anyway). And a nice reminder that family is more than the people you share a roof with.

    No more than thirty minutes of screen time a day. Because I’m mean. And it’s nice outside. Go play.

    I second this as well. I was a poor, deprived child and never owned a Nintendo or any sort of game system. TV was very limited — I watched Saturday morning cartoons, but that was about it. But all my favorite childhood memories involve running around outside, playing football with the boys next door, climbing trees with my sister, etc. The many games of tackle football have given me a nose that is eternally crooked, but it was totally worth it.

  37. We actually started with the 1933 version.

    Excellent …
    /Burns

    Mighty Joe Young, by the same producer and animator, also has some great stop-motion. It’s a little less racially wonky, as long as you accept that Africa is actually populated by white farmers. :-p It’s less overtly racist than King Kong.

    Off on a tangent, but it’s hard to be a classic movie fan if you’re not oblivious to racial issues, because you end up getting stopped dead by the frighteningly casual racism of mainstream Hollywood releases, especially in the 1940s. Exhibit A: Preston Sturges. Love him and hate him at the same time, because his stuff is hysterically funny, until you get to the stuff where, say, we’re supposed to laugh that a couple of rich white guys are taking potshots at a black steward on their private train car.

  38. Thanks, Jill. She really is a fabulous kid. (Last summer, when she was three and a half, she was invited to a dress-up birthday party. She went as Jane Goodall, at her own instigation. That’s how awesome she is.)

    Mnemosyne, I’ve been meaning to check out Mighty Joe Young. I just slotted it into the top of my Netflix queue — thanks. And yeah, I know what you mean about those movies. You’ll be rolling along, having a grand old time, and suddenly something insane happens that stops you in your tracks and makes you go “Oh, come on!”

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