The other day at the BBQ we were talking about children’s programming on TV and what was good for kids to watch. We discussed
Sesame Street, of course, and how the
Electric Company always seemed cooler for some reason (
at least when we were little). From that, we were led to discuss the dreaded show that hurt my feelings. The show that I’d watch
every day, wishing to all things holy that the lady would look in her magic looking glass and call my name. The
show which NEVER CALLED MY NAME. Boo hoo. Are you sad for me? I knew you would be. Yes, that’s right, we’re talking about
Romper Room. Mean show. Big bully. I honestly have no memory about anything that was on the show except the part at the end….because I so desperately wanted to hear, “I see Kristen….” Alas, she never saw Kristen. It’s good that I can grow up and get over it, right? :)
The other day at the BBQ we were talking about children’s programming on TV and what was good for kids to watch. We discussed Sesame Street, of course, and how the Electric Company always seemed cooler for some reason (at least when we were little). From that, we were led to discuss the dreaded show that hurt my feelings. The show that I’d watch every day, wishing to all things holy that the lady would look in her magic looking glass and call my name. The 
show which NEVER CALLED MY NAME. Boo hoo. Are you sad for me? I knew you would be. Yes, that’s right, we’re talking about Romper Room. Mean show. Big bully. I honestly have no memory about anything that was on the show except the part at the end….because I so desperately wanted to hear, “I see Kristen….” Alas, she never saw Kristen. It’s good that I can grow up and get over it, right? :)
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