One of the benefits of having bred is being able to watch children's shows and pass it off as "Oh, I only watch because of the kids". Sure, it starts out innocently that way. One attempts some bonding time over Noggin and chocolate milk, enduring repetitive songs and invisible tv-land children responding to the physically-mature-yet-somehow-mentally-and-emotionally-stunted adults on the shows. Then one day, you find yourself randomly singing the theme song to Franklin or making Dora the Explorer references in adult social settings. It is inevitable.
That all being said, it is almost midnight and Noggin is still on my TV even though the little Bug has been put to sleep a while ago. Oh, but I haven't been watching. I've been "surfing" on the computer. That is believable, right?
I have to say, as far as children's programming goes, I'm not overly impressed with Max and Ruby. There is a sort of quaintness that I find charming, but I don't think it has much educational value compared to some of the other programs on. I will tell you what makes the show for me though. It's the look Max gets on his face whenever he gets pissed off:
Look at that. It's just precious. I find myself watching the show just to see him get pissed off. Makes me feel all warm and tickled inside.