Urban Parenting
Don't Bite Your Friends
Savoring the Simplicity of Rules for Young Kids
“Muno! Muno! Munooo!” Ella screeched from the other room. It was as if Muno was teetering on the edge of a dark chasm and Ella couldn't quite prevent him from falling to certain death. “Munooo! Munoooo!” I quietly listened for a clue as to what was unfolding in the next room. Then I heard the sinister laughter of her brother Henry emerge between the screams for Muno. I came around the corner to find him dangling her beloved Muno just out of her reach. She was clutching Brobee and Foofa to prevent them from being kidnapped as well. These dolls are all part of a Technicolor crew called Yo Gabba Gabba, characters that she got from Santa for Christmas and who are presently her most prized possessions. Just as I was about to intervene, Ella …
