When I was three, my brothers and I were allowed to rent two videos between us each week. At each and every visit to the shop I would have a tantrum until everyone finally relented and let me bring home Raggedy Ann and Andy yet again. Once home I would watch it over and over and over, driving the whole family completely insane.
Fast forward 30 years - My lovely mother gave Lil-lil a DVD of The Adventures of Strawberry Shortcake. Now she demands to watch it over and over and over again. I think if I hear their squeaky voices and the sappy songs one more time I'm going to have a meltdown. I tried to 'lose' the DVD, but it reappeared. When I thought it had finally been forgotten it was shown on cable TV.
I now fully understand the torture I put my family through. Why they turned a shade of green if they happened to see a rag doll while out and about. I'm sure my brothers would still be able to sing the theme song or quote some dialogue if requested.
So, to all my family I apologise. To my daughter, I hope that in 30 years time you are blessed with a daughter who develops an obsession with some sickly sweet cartoon character.
See you tomorrow!