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You know you’re a parent when . . .

January 28, 2008

by Jen Bakken

One morning last week, as I was preparing my children for school, and getting myself ready for work, I had the local TV news on.

Normally I have the news on to hear the weather report. After they forecasted more cold weather, I heard that they were going to broadcast the 2007 Oscar nominations announcements. I sat down to watch out of curiosity.

As they listed the nominees for the different categories, I realized I had only attended one of the films and hadn’t even heard of the rest.

I tried to remember the last time I saw a movie that wasn’t for children. I honestly could not remember and still can’t.

This year, the movie Ratatouille was nominated for animated feature film, music score, sound editing, sound mixing and writing (original screenplay).

This animated children’s film was a favorite with my children, and I enjoyed it as well.

I find it funny that the movies intended for audiences over 17 years-old, I had never heard about.

It proves that I am incredibly “out of the loop” when it comes to movies that aren’t animated or intended for children.

You know you’re a parent when the only movie you’ve attended in an entire year was about a rat cooking in Paris.

You know you’re a parent when you can quote the donkey from the movie Shrek, or know who Lord Farquaad is.

And, you know you’re a parent when the scariest film you’ve seen, in years, is Harry Potter, or the most action you’ve witnessed in a movie was during your 100th viewing of Toy Story.

The same goes for television shows. Ask me anything about Disney shows such as Hannah Montana or the Suite Life of Zack & Cody, and I’ll probably know the answer.

I’d be able to tell you about the last episode on Nickelodeon of shows like, the Naked Brothers Band, Zoey 101 or iCarly.

However, if you try to discuss any show written for audiences over 12 years of age, I may stare at you blankly.

I’ve actually found myself watching children’s shows when my own children aren’t around.

I’ll sit down on the couch, turn the TV on and realize 15 minutes later that I’m giggling at the antics of Zack and Cody while I’m alone.

I’ve even told my children, “Oh, I’ve seen this episode five times.” And then I just have to laugh at myself.

You also know you are a parent when you can write a column about cooking rats, green ogres, and talking donkeys.