Every morning is the same routine. The Bean wakes up. Brooke and I choose who is going to get up with her. Today it was me. "C'mon Bean, up," I say stumbling over to the crib. "Ouch my toe." Ouch my shin." And who would've thought I'd ever be able to change a diaper with my eyes closed. But waking up first does have its advantage. It's called Yo Gabba Gabba Yoooooooooo! The show is amazing. Or should I say acid trip. From the moment (LSD) DJ Lance enters the stark white background and places his boom box down, the magic begins. The funky music and far-out colors take over. Muno, Plex, Foofa, Toodee and Brobee jump out and shake their rainbow stuffed-animal moneymakers. The Bean jumps up and down applauding. I spin on my back break dancing. I don't know who's more excited. "Go Bean, go, go, go Bean! My name is Bean and I like to dance." Together we experience the bond that a mother will never know. Unless of course, Brooke gets up and does the Robot.