i know you enjoy looking at these magazines and things, but i'm a little concerned about what you think of all of these babies that you see in them.
it's just that, well, i want you to know that the pictures you see on those pages aren't really meant to represent real life. well, i mean, they are, but in a way that's not realistic. does this make any sense to you?
well, yeah. that's one way.
"cuz' i know for a fact that babies aren't always happy. sometimes when morrie hugged nora jane too tight she cried."
i guess the point i want to get across here is that writers and advertisers are trying to manipulate you into buying whatever it is they're selling. or they want you to think that by having or using their products you'll feel a certain way. a better way.
"daddy, i know that! they're presenting some false, idealized version of child-life to over-make their point. let's face it, this kind of advertising is not very subtle. if the kids are supposed to be happy, then they're practically bursting with joy. gimme a break- who's that happy? are they drugged, or just morons? and for this article on teething, they're screaming their stupid heads off! unless, of course, the editor is trying the tender approach- you know the one, a cherub-faced baby with a single tear in it's eye, looking imploringly at the camera... 'help me. help me, i have teeth. can't you see? does it not hurt you, too?' i mean, wow. "
uh, wow is right. i guess you do kind of have a handle on this stuff. so you get that it's all a hyper-realized display of emotional situations and reactions?
"and where was it, let me see..."
"ah, here it is! this ad for pull-ups! nobody's that happy about peeing in their pants. i don't care what kind of magical diaper you wear! give me a break. they try to make it look like wearing these things will make potty training some exciting exercise, like you'll be taking dumps in the can in no time. whatever. i'm not buying into this nonsense for a second!"
"no way! i like looking at the pictures though. it's fun to count all the babies, or all the balls, or the cars, or the dogs..."