Ok, for those of you who have asked, here’s what happened.
I took Hurricane Owen to see Bob the Builder at the Mall on Wednesday. Not a big deal, Treehouse Television is touring him all over the country this summer.
Owen sat patiently through the first ten minutes or so, then, like a shot, ran off to the side of the audience, and had climbed up the side of the stage while Mommy was still stepping over the mass of assembled pre-schoolers trying to reach him.
He then stood on stage and shouted “I have to talk to you!” and promptly went supernova when Mommy and the Bob Bouncers gently ejected him.
The problem? He told me later in the car.
He couldn’t remember what he’d done with his toy “Muck”. (The red digger from Bob’s army of evil talking machines)
He figured if anyone would know where Muck was, Bob would.
We may be banned from all future performances, I’m not sure.
Nation of Three 
I don’t want to laugh, because I’m afraid that karma will come back and bitch slap me in a couple of years time. And yet….
Can’t. Stop. Laughing.
Have to admire the preschooler logic, though. Made perfect sense to Owen, I’m sure.
But of course! I adore little person logic.
Don’t feel bad, kids went berserk all the time at Casa Loma a couple of years ago when Loonette and Molly performed live. The problem seemed to be one of scale- because the television Molly lives in a world of nine-foot sofas, it’s easy to assume that she’s wee. A five-foot-two baby clown is just a little too much for some kids, I guess…
Mmmmm, Loonette…. she’s hot.
In person, she was indeed hot! It was very confusing.
Wait a minute though… are we talking about the “New Loonette” or “Loonette Classic”?
Oh my… I just discovered that Loonette Classic did voice-over work on the Resident Evil games. She’s even hotter now…
It was actually one of the clones that they train to play Loonette in stage productions, so it was a completely different lady who bore a strong resemblance to Alyson Court.
I’m not alone!