Ugh. Why?!?! Why?!?! Why?!?! One faithful December day I left my television on Playhouse Disney and my youngest son discovered Dee Dee, Roonie, and Mo. His little size 9's started tapping to the music and soon he was in all out, old school, Southern Buckdance. My son was going crazy, gyrating to the music. You could tell that he was feeling it in the depths of his little 2 year old soul. What you may not know is, I hate the Doodlebops. Now I'm forced to accept them into my home every weekday at 10am. The joy they bring my son is too much for me to take away. Parents, beware. Turn off your televisions. You may be doodlebopped, or as Luke would say Beedlebopped.You've GOT to click on the video above. It's awesome.
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