Hand Me Manny

As we all know, when you have a toddler, heck, even when you have a teenager-television is a neccessaty. When your child is younger, like mine, the television acts a s a babysitter while you speed shower, hopefully providing enough entertainment to enable you to dive in and out of the shower like a rabbit on speed. If you're really unlucky the sound of the shower coaxes your childs usually focused eyes away from the bright cartoons and next thing they are banging on the door, desperate to get in too. Most of the time though, television works a treat-especially if you have a playpen like we do (a.k.a the cage) so your child can't escape and has no choice but to allow hypnotism to overcome them as the subliminal draw of the Disney channel works its magic. God bless Disney is all I can say!

I've blogged about my sons love for Peppa Pig, his evolution from the chubby little pink piggy to Mickey Mouse, The Hive and Jungle Junction and his latest favourite to add to the list is Handy Manny. I must say my son seems to be very loyal (which makes me very reassured he will be a great partner to some lucky lady one day, and not a 'player' or heartbreaker!) as he point blank rejects other shows. If it's not a character he recognises, then he isn't interested. He's a tough audience to say the least! So when a certain character makes it on to his list of allowed cartoons then he sticks at it, and at it, and at it. It's all he wants to watch and so we find ourselves filling up the sky plus planner with various episodes of Mickey Mouse, Handy Manny and the likes just to make sure we have a small amount of variation. Watching the same episode over and over again could literally make me go do-lally, as in I've actually gone to put the kettle in the fridge and the milk in the cupboard do-lally. I swear if you're over five years old then the Disney Junior channel actually melts your brain. Watch too much of it and you'll walk around in a brain-fart daze for hours before you recover!

So we've gone through the Peppa Pig stage (the voice still haunts my dreams and I think I could possible remember by heart all the episodes from the current seasons) and are up to Handy Manny. Something happened the other day, rather than sticking my head in the laptop, ebaying, facebooking etc and generally having 5 minutes peace while Josh watched TV, I actually found myself intrigued. By a cartoon. Oh dear I hear you say. So trying to understand what was intriguing I watched, listened and watched some more....cor, Handy Manny doesn't half have a sexy voice you know. He's a right little cutie, he walks in such an endearing manner, he's a got a gorgeous mexican/spanish/some sort of accent going on and he's so sweet and kind to his 'tool' friends. My heart melted a little bit. I think I have some sort of crush on Handy Manny. I probably need to see a therapist about this as I'm sure there is some perverse name or "ism" for fancying a cartoon character. Personally I think it's the affect of too much Disney Channel!

Imagine my disbelief when I googled "the voice of Handy Manny" and saw a familiar name! A name I recognised from the gossip mags I actually had time to read before I was a mum and now only get the odd five minutes to catch up on last October's gossip in the Doctors waitng room. The actors name is Wilmer Valderamma and he's been in all sorts of films (low budget, but still films) and has dated lots of femme fatals (of the teenage variety) likle Lindsey Lohan and Demi Lovato. So ladies (and the odd gent) here I introduce Handy Manny, drool as you see fit....

Imagine my jaw hitting the floor, coffee (ok, diet coke) dribbling out of my mouth and the eyeballs popping out of my head. It's official, I fancy Handy Manny. He can come and repair my kitchen sink ANY time!

Love Chloe xx

Please note I do love and fancy my boyfriend too. Just saying! Ha.