Pingu Offers Plenty Of Artic Antics

We first came across Pingu over the summer, staying at my mom's vacation home on Cape Cod.

Although we spent the majority of our time at the beach, there were many afternoons when, worn out from sand and sun, the TV came on and we all vegged out.

Because my satellite provider sucks does not provide PBS Sprout, The Poo was glued to all the new shows and shorts available to her at my mom's.

Pingu, which on Sprout is offered up as an interstitial short in between programs in lieu of commercials, is one of those wonderful claymation shows that don't talk down to kid or parent.

The first episode we saw featured Pingu tormenting his long-suffering mama as she tried to take care of her newest baby. It was hilarious - he wouldn't eat his food, spilled his milk, refused to make his bed - and in between he made faces at his new sibling behind his mother's back.

His mother's exasperation was so real and well done that I found myself laughing hysterically when the poor penguin finally fell asleep sitting up.

At that point, wee Pingu cleaned up his act - and the house - in sweet contrition.

The Poo was equally entertained, and knowing that: A) the shorts were on sporadically; and B) we didn't have access to Sprout at home, I looked high and low for a way to keep Pingu with us. YouTube had nada, and I could not find a single DVD.

So imagine my absolute delight when The Parent Bloggers Network asked me if I wanted to review Pingu's new DVD.

Uh, YEAH!

The show is as adorable as I remember and The Poo wants to watched it over and over. Which doesn't make me crazy, like some of her other favorites, because the story lines are sweet, funny, age-appropriate and they will make you laugh, too.

So do yourself a favor and run, don't walk, to bring a little Pingu to your home!