Max is slowly discovering the glory of not having his sister around and so far the best part is not having to watch “Barbie Rapunzel” for the twentieth time. Instead, Max has discovered “Thunderbirds”. His dad could not be more proud. Remember “Thunderbirds”? It was that old 1970’s puppet show that apparently only boys between the ages of 5-10 enjoyed for a really short period of time? Well, Max LOVES them and would like to watch them morning, afternoon and night. He calls them “Funder Flies” which makes them sound far more interesting. At 2 years old the bad special effects and the obvious puppet strings don’t seem to hinder his ability to transport himself to a place where the risk of radiation exposure seems to be everywhere. The cartoon is so genuinely and whole-heartedly boy that I don’t know how he’ll give them up when Lucy returns from camp.
Thunderbirds are go!