How the Muppets Were Saved

It’s time to play the music! It’s time to light the lights! It’s time to raise the curtain on…THE BIGGEST COMEBACK TOUR EVER!

You’ve heard of the Muppets right? No, not MY muppets – their puppety namesakes.

After more than a decade spent largely out of the spotlight, mostly doing whatever felt puppets do when no one is watching, Miss Piggy, Kermit the Frog, Fozzie Bear, Gonzo, and the rest of the Muppet repertory company are poised to return to the big screen on Nov. 23 in Disney’s splashy, star-studded musical comedy The Muppets.

Tomorrow, the Muppets return. I. Cannot. Wait. Doesn’t that sound like the most amazingly romantic date night ever?! MUPPETS!

Ok, I’ll calm down. Suffice it to say, I’m a big fan of Jim Henson’s felt puppets.

Netflix started it all. I was about 15 weeks pregnant – busy barfing my brains out when I wasn’t curled up into the fetal position in the reclining chair. Jon netflixed (is that a verb like googled yet?) “The Muppet Show” season 1.

He then proceeded to sing the intro song for the next month. Really, I only got it out of my head because I landed in hospital lockdown. Hours before I was wheeled into the circus of an OR, Jon posted a cryptic status update on Facebook.

“It’s time to play the music
It’s time to light the lights
It’s time to meet the Muppets on the Muppet Show tonight!”

It stuck.

Suddenly I found myself head over heels in love with two cranky wrinkly balding men. There was nothing more handsome in this world than Statler and Waldorf.

Thoughtful. Always observing and taking in everything around him.

As they grew (at warp speed), they became best of friends. Ok, not really – they seem to be more trying to kill each other. But tell me those weren’t incredibly awesome costumes.

I wasn’t quite expecting the slapstick activity to follow us right along. We had another incident report today. And on the scale of increasing injuries, this one even warranted a call home mid-day.

Happy-go-lucky. Constantly cracking jokes that no one understands.

In true Destroy fashion, he’d climbed up on a boat play setting previously deemed “babyproof” at school. Yet, rather than exiting through the opening in said structure, my little muppet decided to walk the plank. “Yeah. He’s going to have quite a black eye tomorrow. We’ll call you back if we can’t get the bleeding to stop.”

When I picked him up, I grilled his teacher. His incident report noted that treatment required Neosporin and a lot of TLC.

You should see the other guy...

“He certainly quite the ladies man, our Destroy,” Miss Stephanie said knowingly. “He needed hugs from all the women.” Apparently my rebel without a clue figured out that girls may have a thing for the dangerous ones.

So, turns out Fozzie is quite ladies bear. And just maybe the Muppets spent this past decade in the ER…

So from our Million Dollar Miracle Muppets to the grand comeback of Henson’s, may your opening be grand! God Save the Muppets!


Filed under Current Events, Daycare, Destroy, Uncategorized

3 Responses to How the Muppets Were Saved

  1. Gramma J

    It’s not easy being green or other colors for that matter.

  2. Joanne Hamann

    Cute, Gramma J. I’ve been thinking of you every time I see an ad for the movie – too bad there’s not a “premiere” for you to attend!

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