Mersina and I were watching Pingu yesterday, ostensibly together. In actual fact I was writing about the Bristol Pound so when she rushed over to me terrified I was a bit shocked.
I looked up at the television and there in a scene better left to the nightmares of older kids was a steamroller driven by a penguin headed straight towards another penguin trapped against a rock.
M and I watched in horror as the steamroller showed no signs of slowing down even as the trapped penguin’s nose began to be crushed.
This took place in seconds, in case you were wondering why I did not stop this extreme toddler-animation. I didn’t get a chance to do anything other than cuddle my little girl and tell her it would be alright.
Pingu makers, what were you thinking?
M woke up in terror a few minutes after falling asleep last night and could barely be consoled. I wonder if she was dreaming about steamrollers.