For all my ranting and raving about how I like to monitor what the chil'rens say/eat/do/watch/play with/listen to/wear/snack on in their day to day lives, I am guilty of not fully knowing what kind of cartoons they watch.
So I listen. I listen to their conversations. I listen to their laughter. I listen to the cartoons in the background. Some are stupid. Some are entertaining. Some are dark. Some are questionable. Some are clever. Some are downright hysterical. When I actually sit down with the chil'rens and not fall asleep, the chil'rens love it.
One of my favorites right now is Chowder. Chowder is a chef apprentice. He has a pet named Kimchi that lives in a cage. Kimchi is a little green cloud of gas.
Kimchi is basically a pet fart in a cage.
When Kimchi talks, it comes out sounding like a poot. It's like his own fart language. The first time I heard it, I about died laughing. So did the chil'rens. They laughed because it made me laugh.
Pppppfffffbbbbbbbttttt.
In our house, whenever someone poots, their name is Kimchi.
"Ew, Dad! You sound like Kimchi!"
or
"Ugh! Quit being a Kimchi!"
and
"Moooooom! You smell just like Kimchi!"
Heh.
