Enter Toy Story. You've gotta hand it to these Disney Pixar guys. They know how to just squat a cartoon character in your living room and start carpetbagging the love. Toe and Roo have both gone bananas for these digital buddy films, and really I don't know exactly how it first happened (Jimmy!). One day I woke und everything was abuzz. To infinity. Oh and so beyond.
So, Buzz Lightyear is Toe's fave. T. carries the cheap rubber knock-off action figure we got him from a local Mercado (hecho en Mexico--hopefully not painted with lead) and talks to Hub and me in a deep Buzz bravado/falsetto (it's sort of like reverse puppet therapy, if that helps). Toe as Buzz: "Excuse me, Tovi's Mom! Tovi needs some orange and yellow oval fire chips right away! And a few for me too, thanks!" Fake Buzz if very polite, if not a little bossy.
Roo, on the other hand, spreads his pre-K love thin. Of course Rex is a fave character (being a dino and all), but then there is an awful lot of giggling and pretend that centers around Slinky Dog and Hamm. Then there's Woody, who, in an unfortuante stroke of marketing (I think) is gracing the front panels of all the little boys' underroos these days. Roo likes to wear the Woody underpants on his head for some reason, and shout "Yippee, cowboy!" Now, Woody, there is a word I have really not used quite so much.