We don't have cable. We got rid of it over two years ago and "survive" on basic network channels, PBS and Netflix. It's really not bad. I do miss some Food Network shows, but that's easily remedied on Saturdays. PBS has America's Test Kitchen and Simply Ming, which completely fulfill my cooking show cravings.
I don't usually leave the TV on all day, but today I really wanted the background noise. Ellie was playing, I was working on a sewing project, and last I checked something about quilting was on PBS. Then it happened...
Bob Ross came on.
I love Bob Ross. I never remember when his show comes on. I always miss it and it is a wonderful moment when I happen to catch it. I feel I must note that I don't paint. That's not why I love Bob Ross. It has nothing to do with painting. His voice is so wonderfully calming that it's nap-inducing, like golf...or everything on the History Channel.
I honestly didn't think Ellie would notice. She rarely notices the TV unless SuperWhy! comes on or the 30 Rock theme song plays (she just loves the theme song, then she's done). But when Bob Ross started talking, she literally dropped her toy and stared at the TV for no less than 10 minutes. It was like a trance. Like a little baby trance. With his happy trees and secret little paths, Bob Ross had drawn my baby into some kind of hypnosis.
Does he have this effect on everyone? Or is there something in my genes that I passed on to my daughter? Either way, made for an awesome Saturday!