Protecting Our Children

It has been happening for quite some time. Well meaning parents try to shield their children from some of the very things they grew up with. I’m told that my father and his brothers used to shoot bottle rockets at each other in their youth—probably not the safest activity. They were legal at the time, but of course they aren’t now—at least not in Illinois.

But it seems that further generations have taken protecting “our children” to a new level that has me scratching my head. My son and I were in the car today returning from Sam’s Club. We were listening to “Playhouse Disney on Radio Disney” a lunchtime show geared to Toddlers.

The song “Little Bunny Foo Foo” came on. The lyrics as I know them from singing this song in 2nd grade are on this site.

The version on Radio Disney today had Little Bunny Foo Foo kissing the field mice on the head instead of boppin’ on the head. Doesn’t that kind of make the rest of the song make absolutely no sense? Why would the Good Fairy need to come down threatening to turn LBFF into a goon if all he was doing was given some rodents a little peck on their noggin?

I immediately let my son know the correct version of the lyrics and lamented to myself about “those parents” again.

Of course after seeing this LBFF plush posted on Etsy…maybe the ‘rents haven’t gone to far….