<p>My son got to meet Joe from Blue’s Clues last week.&#0160; He watches the show all the time--so I think I can be forgiven for <a href="http://diary.blogs.com/the_diary_of_a_reluctant_/2007/09/i-see-famous-pe.html">thinking he might be at least a little excited about this</a>.&#0160; Yet when he was face-to-face with the guy that sings “Mail Time!” to him every morning he was all, “eh.&#0160; Whatever.”&#0160; </p>

<p>I may have a two year-old teenager on my hands.</p>

<p>Poor Joe tried to engage him in conversation, posed for a few photos and even did the Blue Skidoo dance for him.&#0160; </p>

<p>Nothing.</p>

<p>I finally had to intervene.&#0160; </p>

<p>&quot;Hey!&#0160; Why don&#39;t you give Joe a high-five?&#0160; He&#39;d love a high-five!&quot;&#0160; </p>

<p>Joe held out his hand.&#0160; My son gave him a high-five and practically ran out of the room.</p>

<p>As we were driving home, my son summed his meeting like this:</p>

<p>&quot;Joe&#39;s a nice man.&#0160; Joe needs a haircut.&quot;</p>

<p>If he thinks Joe needs a haircut I wonder what he&#39;ll have to say when he meets Santa.</p>
