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The Hacha Show!

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Sometimes when I hear that something on the Anderson Cooper show is going to be interesting, and it sounds like something that can be on while the kids are up, I watch it. I love Anderson Cooper. I always knew he was totally weird, and now I am getting confirmation of it. haha. Anyway, that is beside the point. 2 days ago, I was watching a show about scams, and Anthony was actually paying attention which was weird. But I didn't mind because they were just talking mostly about adoption scams and stuff. Super interesting, but I could not figure out what interested Anthony.

Well today out of nowhere, he says. "Welcome to Hacha show. Today we are talking to Mommy. (Holds a little toy in his hand, and is talking into it like a microphone). Mommy, when are we going to go upstairs and see Silas and my friend Titus and Lissa?" (Holds the microphone to up to my mouth).

I was floored. He spent the next 5 minutes trying to tell me how to pronounce the name of his show. I kept saying 'Hasha' which was irritating to him. Finally, I understood that it is Hacha. I have no idea where he came up with that name, or what it means. But after I figured out how to say it, he talked to some more guests. A fishy, Gunther the dog, and Chloe the dog, He just asked them if they wanted to watch Kung-Fu Panda though. (The fishy did, Gunther didn't. Chloe did not respond). hahahaha. I love his creativity!

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