My 5 year old son is definitely the product of his mom’s love for reality television.

Yesterday, I caught him playing American Idol in his room. He was playing the part of Ryan Seacrest, so he lined up his stuffed animals (who he affectionately calls his “guys”). “Sprinkles” the penguin was first, “Sprinkles, Simon said you weren’t at your best last night…did America agree?…We’ll find out after the break.”

“Sprinkles, you are SAFE!”

Then Minnie Mouse was marched out to the pretend stage, “Minnie, I’m sorry, this is the end of the road for you.”

He does the same thing with Deal or No Deal. I often find him with his Curious George monkey, “You are kinda freakin’ out, aren’t you? It’s your choice. Will you take the deal?”

He told me the other night that when he’s 18 he’s going on American Idol and he’s going to win. I guess I’d better invest in some music lessons.

Crack. Me. Up.

Wondering if anybody else out there has an inspiring star and if they would nurture it?

I have no interest. If he wants to pursue it, I’d let him and I’d support him, but I’ve read that David Archuleta’s father is a slave driver and berates him if he does poorly. What makes a parent take it from the cute, stuffed animal play to coaching them into a life of strict discipline and focus?

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