Forever one of the most magical moments in TV history, Robin; Kermit's nephew singing Halfway Down the Stairs; from an A. A. Milne poem.
It still can make me cry on occasion listening to it.
I posted this in a response to a post by elisi and meant to post it here before this; every time I see Robin as Tiny Tim in The Muppet Christmas Carol, which I saw with a friend Glasgow on the morning of the 24th, this memory comes to mind.
Got so far behind in everything, but I've decided to carry on and post as many as I can. This too seems very appropriate to my memories of childhood disappointments with the whole christmas experience, which began to make so much more sense as I came to understand that it wasn't truly 'my' holiday to celebrate; nor truly a christian holiday in its origins.
In any case, its ironically come to mean more to me now that I don't celebrate it.
Goddess preserve us all in these dark times,