Another in a series of posts where a father watches toddler a toddler TV show alone and for his own entertainment.
Let me say right up front that after picking apart Yo Gabba Gabba and grousing about The Fresh Beat Band, I think Oobi is one of the greatest, if not the greatest, toddler shows ever (sorry Great Space Coaster), and I did a little dance when I saw that it was airing again on Nick Jr., though not until midnight. If I still had a toddler I'd make her stay up until midnight to watch it. Yeah, we have a DVR, but this is art and it must be experienced in real time.
For those who sadly haven't seen it, it's all what's been called bare-hand puppets, just hands and a pair of eyes, and a sprinkling of accessories. Oobi, a boy of 4, lives with his 3-year-old sister Uma. Grampu -- who is more of a closed fist that gives him a toothless look, takes care of them. Kako, the fanciest of the lot since he wears a hat, is Oobi's bestie.