(I feel that I should clarify two things here - 1. I bore no ill-will toward this roommate from up north, eh? She was quite lovely! 2. I knew exactly nothing about Canada.)
I assume that countries are expected to "contribute something" on a global scale every so often. Canada made their contribution in the form of children's television programming in the late 1990's, and I think it's safe to say they can keep coasting off that one for a least another five years. I discovered one of these gems, Popular Mechanics for Kids, at our local library.
But, I digress. I owe a debt of gratitude to PMK. Thanks to them, my kids are now well versed in what to do in the event of a lightning storm or an unexpected Komodo dragon encounter.
But Canada's real crowning achievement is bringing "Rescue Heroes" to the world.
Hal E. Copter, Jack Hammer, etc) are a funny little somethin' just for us parents, which somewhat makes up for the rotation of no more than three sound effects used liberally in each episode.
We love Rescue Heroes in our house.
That was why today was so very sad.
We went outside to play in the snow, and where we left this guy swimming happily in the sandbox back in September, we found THIS.
It was our own toddler version of Han Solo, frozen, crying out for help. Who rescues a Rescue Hero when they need rescuing?
Evidently not us.
Sorry, Roger Houston. We'll see you in the spring, buddy.