This post is not about TV. Or a phenomenon.
Today, after her nap, Lily wanted to know where her unicorn was. When she found it she told me to be very gentle with it, that it was very delicate and in fact made of gold. I obliged, agreeing not to even touch it. I left her upstairs and came down to work on dinner. Moments later she came in to the kitchen and wanted to show off the unicorn. She said "See daddy, see!" I looked and said, "Yeah Lily, that's great. Hey, what's the unicorn's name?"
"TV phenomenon", she said. No kidding. And she pronounced it perfectly. I laughed, then decided I wanted a picture to go along with the post she had created for me. Switch lenses, put it in auto mode, focus, snap a few to get the right one. Well, nobody's perfect.
Then what? I forgot the name. Seriously. "Lily," I said, "what was the unicorn's name again?"
Her: "Ummmm . . TV . . granola bar!"
Me: "No, that's not what you said."
Her: "Ummmm . . TV Scooby Doo!"
Me: "Huh? You don't even know what Scooby Doo is. What's its name?"
Her: "Ummmm . . TV . . investigating!"
I immediately thought to myself, "Self, you just done effed up and lost a great post." So I asked her one more time. "Lily, what was the unicorn's name again . . the first one?"
"TV . . TV . . phenomenon!"
Yes!!!! She remembered! I don't know how, because the utterly ridiculous nature of the 'name' had no business even crossing her mind in the first place, not to mention staying in there any length of time. But, lucky for us, it did.