I like to DANCE!

Santiago has reached the age where anything on TV is super interesting and filled with splendor. Now, I'm not the kind of parent who plops their child in front of the television all day, but do you know what this means? This means we start watching cartoons! Hurrah!

But this is an area of parenting in which I am undereducated. It's been years since I've babysat, and even longer since I've had young siblings, and so all of these kid television programs are entirely foreign to me.

So I began to do some research. . . . Some initial questions: Who is this Caillou person? Why is his head overly large? Why is Handy Manny's tool Turner(the flat head screwdriver) so snotty? Wait, kids are still watching Barney?

And while searching through cartoon channels, I happened upon Mickey Mouse Clubhouse. Santiago was a goner, in love forever with Mickey and his chipper friends. You should have seen him! He stared in wide wonder, kicking his legs happily and occasionally even squealing in excitement. He wiggled in delight anytime Mickey so much as glanced in his direction. And the Hot Dog Dance? Forget it. Instant classic.

We also discovered the brilliance of Yo Gabba Gabba. Seriously, Yo Gabba Gabba where have you been all my life question mark?

So, now I must know: WHAT ELSE ARE WE MISSING? Spill it, friends. What programming is worth our eyeballs and what should we avoid?