Lol. My oldest liked the original ones more then the 3d ones. But was always scared of Diesel 10. I rememeber him running crying every time Diesel 10 came one lol.
They’re two
They’re four
They’re six
They’re eight
Shunting trucks and hauling freight
Red and green and brown and blue
They’re a really useful crew
Nah, don’t know what you’re all talking about…
I used to be the same way at the end of the Land of the Lost intro…when Grumpy would turn toward the screen and the camera would enter his mouth like you were about to be swallowed whole…
I’d run out of the room, hide behind a chair every time. I was 3 or 4…but stil remember it clear as day.
Another related story.
My daughter was obsessed with Thomas and friends. She thought a stomach ache was a boiler ache for the longest time.
Anyway, every year the local scenic railroad has a weekend with Thomas. We took her to see him once. So they have this full sized Thomas replica on the grounds…it’s mouth moves and eyes roll but doesn’t say anything…
So we take my daughter, who’s probably 3, up to see it…and I guess she was not expecting it to be “alive”…it opens its mouth and rolls its eyes, not saying a word…
Before we could say anything she had already turned and ran in the opposite direction, full speed…into a crowd of strangers and wasn’t looking back or waiting for us to follow…gone.…
Had to chase her down. But she has not liked animatronics ever since…
My daughter was obsessed with Dora the Explorer when she was young. We had an extra bedroom on the 2nd floor where she would often watch Dora. Her favourite activity was to jump on the bed watching Dora and singing along to the songs. She, of course, ignored our strict instructions not to jump on the bed and one day we can hear her yelling something at the top of her lungs. We have no idea what it is but it turned out that she was yelling, “Ayúdame, Ayúdame”. Being Canadian we don’t know even a lick of Spanish (beyond dos cervezas) and are more likely to respond to “Aide-moi” than “Ayudame” but Dora most certainly spoke Spanish. We only went up to look because she sounded frantic and continued yelling “Ayudame” at the top of her lungs, which of course, we had no idea what it meant.
Turns out she was jumping on the bed and got too close to edge of the bed. The bed was pushed up against the wall and she had jumped up and when she came down hitting too close to the edge that was against the wall, had gotten herself wedged between the bed and wall and couldn’t get free. I still chuckle thinking about finding her wedged there yelling “Help me!” in a language I couldn’t understand.
I loved Land of the Lost