Battle of the sexes

We're having a little debate this morning. The kids woke up in a fairly good mood, being cute and sweet, a bit unsettling to tell the truth. Then, their normal personalities woke up, and fought over breakfast. The issue at hand? The age old battle of the TV. Madison wanted to watch Spongebob (thanks to Yahoo! news, which had a picture of Spongebob on my computer screen), and Shane wanted to watch... football. Daddy watches ESPN in the early morning, while getting ready for work. This means it's usually the station that pops up when the TV is turned back on. Shane has become quite the BOY lately, with an obsession with bugs, sports, and farting. Oh, the farting. He thinks it's just the funniest thing ever, and he can stink up a room faster than most grown men. Oh, and he MUST poop first thing in the morning, or his day has not started well.
What was I saying? Oh, yeah... the days Blue's Clues and the Backyardigans being his favorite viewing pleasure are no more. Instead it's any football game he can spot, regardless of level, team, or score. He's just starting to understand the intricacies of a game that still confuses me, but apparently the topic of the week is fumbles. Last week it was touchdowns. Now I understand how boys become men, and seem to just magically know all about sports and cars and bodily functions. If you need me, I'll be teaching Madison the fine art of the mani/pedi.