I had always imagined your first favorite movie being a Disney classic. However, Disney classics have been late to arrive on the scene of Netflix live streaming, so Curious George 2: Follow That Monkey! it is.
How could it not be your favorite? Curious George, The Man in the Yellow Hat, and a circus elephant named Kayla accidentally travel across America in, of all things, a train!
I have now watched Curious George 2: Follow That Monkey! somewhere around 17 times, but never all in one sitting. The same goes for you.
What I like best about us watching the movie together is when you observe out loud the relationship between Curious George and The Man in the Yellow Hat:
“George and his daddy are on the train!… George’s daddy is sleepy!… George’s daddy rides the bike!”
In other words, you perceive that The Man in the Yellow Hat is Curious George’s biological father. So that makes George like a half-boy, half-monkey missing link.
It’s sweet of you to associate their relationship to a real father and son. You observe the kind ways The Man in the Yellow Hat treats Curious George and relate it to how I treat you.
Granted, I’m reading between the lines on that, but I’m pretty sure that’s what you’re doing.
I have a feeling that a lot of little boys think the same thing about Ted Shackelford (A.K.A. The Man in the Yellow Hat) being George’s Daddy.
Likewise, I bet there are plenty of dads (and moms) out there who think their own young son reminds them of a curious little monkey.
I think about how often when we are together, you say “Daddy hold you.” That’s my cue to pick you up, like a pet monkey, as you wrap your arm around my neck and we take a walk, exploring the world.
“The only time you should look into your neighbor’s bowl is to make sure they have enough,” comedian Louis C.K. awkwardly tells his daughter on an episode of his FX show, Louie.
Well said, Louis.
And what a pertinent time to hear such a wise proverb. Because my 20 month-old son, as adorable is he may be, has become a complete Mine-O-Saur.
Like the titular character in the book by Sudipta Bardhan-Quallen, Jack now feels the need to announce ownership of his toys to any other child who visits our home:
As an adult, I think about how seldom in life it’s really ever necessary to have to proclaim “Mine!” to anyone. Yet in the mind of a toddler, he has exclusive ownership of these toys my wife and I worked hard to buy for him.
I look forward to the day when Jack will be able to better understand the point of a wonderful song by Jack Johnson, from the Curious George movie soundtrack, “The Sharing Song.”
The main line from the chorus is this: “It’s always more fun to share with everyone.”
As an adult, I know how true it is. Even if it’s as simple as something like when I offer a piece of gum or a snack to a coworker, I enjoy the sense of helping someone else, despite it being in the smallest of ways.
This past weekend, Jack got to the point where he didn’t even want to go into the living room because his little cousin Calla was there playing with his toys.
He couldn’t tolerate the thought of her playing with blocks that came from the same container. If Calla chose a different toy altogether, then Jack would get upset because she was still playing with one of his toys.
So a couple of time-out sessions were earned.
If only toddlers could get it that it’s cool to share. I never really thought about this before, but I guess toddlers don’t care too much about being cool or how society views them.
Toddlers are too sophisticated for something as juvenile as peer pressure.
I’m realizing pretty quickly that my son Jack understands a lot of what I tell him, though his vocabulary still only consists of 7 legitimate words.
It was always funny to me how in the Star Wars movies, the quick-to-assist Chewbacca could understand every word the humans told him though his best reply was always a mix between a gargle and a yodel.
Similarly, Curious George understands everything The Man in the Yellow Hat tells him to do (or not to do) though the clearest verbal communication George can respond with is cartoon monkey sounds.
Last night my wife and I were hanging out on the couch, entertained simply by our son who was burning off his “before bedtime” energy in the form of a one-baby show. As he grazed by us in the midst of all his running around the living room, we noticed that he needed to wipe his nose. My wife made casual mention of it to me.
Jack looked down at the coffee table, saw a Kleenex, picked it up and perfectly wiped his nose with it. That was cool.
But then, he ran over to the kitchen, opened the pantry door, pressed the lever on the garbage lid to open it, threw away the Kleenex, closed the lid shut, then re-entered the living room to continue his variety show for us.
He’s only 16 months! Sorry, but I’m impressed by that.
And then this afternoon I was getting him ready to go hang out with some friends and realized he was missing his left sock. I instantly assumed he left it somewhere downstairs. I told him, “Jack, we have to find your sock before we leave.”
He immediately sat up from the book he was reading, walked behind me to a pile of books he had already disorganized, and pulled the missing sock from underneath the rubble.
Again, the boy impressed me with his ability to respond to this new language that he is unable to speak in full sentences yet, but can fully respond and carry out certain actions;, just like Chewbacca and Curious George.
I’m starting to wonder what all I can train this little monkey to do…