This was the command my daughter just gave me. Three or four times in a row, before commencing whining. By the emphatic stressing of the syllables, you would think she watched a lot. Not so. She has on occasion been allowed to watch part of “Dancing with the Stars” with Mommy, or if I have a lot to do, Sesame Street once a week. But this type of command–we’re in uncharted territory here, my friends. Yikes!