And then I saw the following during a commercial break from the Bachelorette (of course I watch, did you expect any less?).
My childhood memories set to the sounds of Keane were perfection. The original cast in their original glory. No uber modern, 3-D, high tech upgrade. The authentic look and feel. Simple and classic. Winnie the Pooh.
I made it halfway through the 2 minute 11 second preview before my eyes started to water. I literally felt a lump in my throat - that cliched, but genuine, ache around where I imagine my tonsils begin. I thankfully held it together, then turned to my husband (who was doing his best to ignore the Bachelorette and read a weird sci fi book) and said, "That is why we must have a baby."