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But no one, apparently, told Jim that things were supposed to change.
Pushing 10, he still loves his “Sesame Street.”
The show’s songs on his MP3 player are still his favorites. He has episodes of “Elmo’s World” memorized. He’ll spend hours at the Museum of Play’s “Sesame Street” section. He still finds Cookie Monster utterly hysterical. And he does a mean Count Von Count impression.
He likes Star Wars and superheroes, too. (Especially Batman and the Green Lantern.) He’s acquired a fondness for Disney Jr.’s “Jake and the Neverland Pirates.” But they don’t have the hold on his heart that “Sesame Street” still does.
As a parent, sometimes you wonder about the proper thing to do. Do you encourage him to move on what’s considered more age-appropriate material? Does it make a difference that he has some special needs? What if he’s left behind in the terms of childhood pop culture?
If we were going to err, we wanted to err on the side of making him happy. Hence, yet another recent trip to downtown Buffalo and Shea’s for what was probably our eighth or ninth visit to “Sesame Street Live.”
The audience was packed with eager children, most of them younger than my two. Jim started bouncing the minute the music started playing. Then the characters came out on stage. And then it was time for that rock star of Muppets himself.
His eyes lit, Jim turned to me and he beamed. “Mommy ... it’s ELMO!”
He was rapt from then on, and it would be difficult not to feel his joy. Even his brother, from the lofty height of kindergarten age, deigned to clap and sing along with him.
It was a happy, happy little boy who skipped out of Shea’s that Saturday afternoon. And more than anything else, that’s what matters to me.
Jill Keppeler is the Sunday lifestyle editor for Greater Niagara Newspapers. She can be reached at email@example.com or 693-1000, ext. 4116. Follow her on Twitter @JillKeppeler.