It's a Wiggles World

My 18 month old daughter has become a Wiggles groupie. At any given time during the day one TV in our house has to have The Wiggles on or she is throwing a fit. Every time an episode ends (thank goodness for Sprout On Demand) she brings me the remote and says, "more". She does have a preference when it comes to her Wiggles. She does not like the new yellow wiggle Sam. It has to be Greg or she is not happy. Poor thing is going to be heartbroken the day she realizes that Greg is no longer a Wiggle. I would hate to see her face if we took her to a live show and she saw Sam instead of Greg. There would be my little sweet angel throwing a fit because it is the wrong yellow Wiggle.
So I wonder if this is only the beginning of her obsession with music groups. I am sure that in about 10 years she will have a crush on the latest boy band and will be begging me to get tickets to a concert and will have posters of some boy who she is "in love" with on her wall. I am not sure I am going to be the mother who is willing to bend over backwards and spend hundreds of dollars for the latest craze though. I remember when I was 12 and The New Kids on the Block were huge. I begged my mother to take me to a concert and she refused. I am now kind of thankful she refused. Yes, I had every tape of theirs and I read BOP magazine and had a Jordan poster hanging in my room, but at least I was not one of those screaming little girls at the concert. I retained some dignity and life went on even though at that time I was sure it would not if I didn't see them in person. Plus, I really can't blame my mother for not wanting to go and listen to the horrific music. I saw them on one of the morning shows the other year and wondered what it was that I saw in them. The music was horrible and they just look gay. If you still love them and I know there are plenty of women in their 30's who do, I do not judge. We all have our own tastes.
So right now I will continue to walk through my house with The Wiggles songs in my head when I wake up in the morning and go to sleep at night (nothing like a little Quack Quack Cock A Doodle Do to get you going). I will look back at this period and realize that I would rather listen to The Wiggles then the music of some horrible boy band when it is blaring in her room and she is ignoring every word I say. Maybe alternative grunge will come back into fashion when she reaches that faze in her life. One can hope!