Doctor McStuffins Breaks Up the Princess Monopoly

We went to the pediatrician yesterday, where my daughter kept screaming down the hallways: “DOCTOR STUFFINS!!!” She just knew Doc McStuffins was working there and wanted to meet her.

And clearly, Doctor Stuffins must have been somewhere. Doctors hang out at hospitals and this is the only hospital Brontë knows about.

I could not talk her out of it, no matter how hard I tried. She would humor me for a while by taking my hand and pretending she gave up on finding the good Doc. But every ten minutes or so, the thought would haunt her: what if Doctor McStuffins was working just down the next hall?

Brontë would bolt away toward a new hallway as my eyes grew big.  I would race after her, but before I could grab her, she would throw a hand on each side of her mouth and yell as loudly as a three-year-old can (which is pretty loud) down a crowded hospital hallway: “DOCTOR STUFFINS! TIME FOR A CHECKUP!!!”

I’m guessing Brontë did the math and realized there was no way she could check every room before apprehension, but she hoped if she screamed Doctor McStuffin’s name enough times, she would hear it and come out to meet her. The chance to meet her hero was well worth the risk of getting into trouble.

And I’m glad her new hero is a doctor. Until recently, Brontë had been strictly loyal to  Disney princesses and I like new development for several reasons:

  • Doctor McStuffins has a good job

She is a doctor, though the fact she fixes toys for a living would seem to make her a mechanic or veterinarian (since many of the toys are animals). Still, she carries a stethoscope, wears a white coat and carts around a bunch of doctor equipment.

Sure, having a castle and staff would be pretty awesome, but after John and I totally dropped the ball on that Having Royal Blood thing,  princessing was no longer a viable career option. 

Granted, magic-toy-fixing is also a tough industry, but Brontë probably has a better shot of doing that than of helping lead a make-believe kingdom.

  • Doctor McStuffins isn’t a blue-eyed blonde

Not that there’s anything wrong with being blonde and blue-eyed, of course, but blue-eyed blondes have saturated the toddler girl market for ages. From Cinderella to Rapunzel, you can’t throw a rock without hitting a blue-eyed blonde, so it’s nice when a new-looking character comes along to shake things up.

And what is Doctor McStuffins supposed to be? Despite the Celtic surname, she has dark eyes and hair and an almondish complexion. Her ethnicity isn’t obvious, so I looked it up out of curiosity.

Turns out, she’s African-American. That’s cool, because I can’t remember there being any African-American Disney characters when I was growing up unless you count the Lion King characters, which is a stretch.

  • Doctor McStuffins doesn’t have a boyfriend

Again, there is nothing wrong with having a boyfriend, but love stories are pretty well covered in the Disney universe. Between Belle suffering from Stockholm Syndrome and Ariel abandoning her entire family to live on land for a guy she just met, it’s nice to finally see a show that doesn’t teach little girls how finding romance should always their top priority.

Besides, my daughter is three. There’s plenty of time for boys.

So, Brontë’s hospital antics were embarrassing but hilarious at the same time. I guess if my toddler is going to go on a public rampage, I’m glad it was in an effort to meet her new hero.

 

 

 

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