♪ Wake up in the morning. Let's start the day! ♪"
Wimzie!"
♪ Everybody's coming over to play! ♪"
♪ Get up mom and dad the kids will be here ♪"
♪ At wimzie's house!"
♪ At wimzie's house!"
♪ Go to grandma's room, is she still in her bed? ♪"
♪ She's already in the kitchen baking bread! ♪"
♪ Forget the stairs use railing instead! ♪"
♪ At wimzie's house!
♪ At wimzie's house!
♪ Spend a day with wimzie, her family and friends! ♪"
♪ Welcome to a place where the fun never ends! ♪ (Door bell rings)"
♪ Everybody here is waiting for you ♪
♪ At wimzie's house!
♪ At wimzie's house!
♪ Because we're laughing and we're learning ♪
♪ We're singing a song (door bell rings)
♪ If you learn to trust your feelings ♪
♪ You'll never go wrong
♪ And you know that we will always belong ♪
♪ At wimzie's house! (Door creaking shut)
♪ At wimzie's house!
♪ At wimzie's house!
♪ At wimzie's house!
Wimzie: today on wimzie's house:
"Babies have it made!" (Giggle)
Wimzie: agh. Come on, vest,
Where are you?
I know you're in here somewhere.
Bo: (giggles)
Graziella: wimzie?
It looks like a hurricane hit your room.
Ah. It's worse than a hurricane, mom!
I can't find my favorite vest.
Well, then I'll help you look for it.
Oh.
Your room is a real mess, young lady.
Oh? But this is how I like it!
Well, I don't!
Bo: mess ss ess ss.
Graziella: let's see... Uh..."
What's that strange noise?"
Wimzie: oh, what noise?"
Ohh. Here it is!"
That's my very favorite vest!"
And bo found it for you!"
Uh, but-but mom?"
It's ruined!"
Bo got baby drool all over it! Yuck!"
I'm really sorry, honey."
Why don't you scold him?"
He didn't do it on purpose."
Sure, but when I ruin something,"
I get scolded!"
But bo's only a baby."
You'll just have to wear your second favorite vest."
Bo: (baby talk)"
What's he saying?"
I don't know."
Sometimes it's hard to understand babies"
When they talk. (Giggle)"
Bo: (giggles)"
Well, I guess I'll have to wear this."
That's a good idea."
Wimzie: mom!"
Graziella: hm?"
Uh. Could you tie my shoelaces for me?"
You know how to tie your shoelaces by yourself!"
Oh, pretty please, mom."
You tie bo's shoes for him."
He can't do it by himself."
Babies often need our help."
But you're a big girl."
I am."
And don't forget to clean the mess in your room!"
Bo never has to clean up his mess!"
Bo: ahh ahh."
Bo can't do it himself. He's only a bab-"
Wimzie: a baby."
Yes!"
Wimzie: I know."
Oh, boy..."
If you're not a baby,"
You've got to do everything for yourself around here!"
(Humming)"
Yeah! Waffles! My favorite!"
(Laughs) well, eat them while they're nice and hot!"
Thank you, grandma."
Oh, you're welcome, honey."
Uh, grandma?"
Hm? Yes?"
Could you please pour some more syrup on my waffle?"
Oh, you know how to pour syrup, wimzie."
Yes, but I always pour too much."
And besides, I like the way you do it!"
(Sigh) yes, well, I'm sorry,"
But I have to give bo his breakfast."
You know how hungry he is when he wakes up."
Oh-oh, I sure do!"
Ummm."
He's already tried to eat my favorite vest."
Oh."
Why can't uh, why can't he just, uh,"
Get his own breakfast?"
Because he wouldn't know how."
Bo's only a baby."
Rousso(laughs) and here is bo!"
Yaya: oh oh oh oh."
Good morning, sweetheart."
Bo: baby. Goo."
Did you have a good sleep?"
Rousso: ah nie nie nie nie."
Bo: ho ha baby."
Coo coo coo coo coo."
Wimzie: you don't know what he's saying, grandma?"
Uh, no, not in so many words,"
But I understand the feeling of it!"
(Doorbell rings)"
Oh ooh. The kids are here!"
Can you let them in, wimzie?"
(Rousso and yaya coo over bo)"
Bo: (giggles)"
(Sighs)"
Jonas: there she is."
Wimzie: come in!"
Jonas: oh hi wimzie!"
Loulou: look at what I can do now!"
Oh... Great!"
Well, now, my second favorite vest is dirty, too."
Oooh?"
Jonas: what a baby thing to do, loulou!"
Loulou: I'm not a baby! I'm big!"
Wimzie: mom, mom look!"
Loulou spilled my waffle on my second favorite vest."
Loulou: but it was an accident."
Jonas: yeah, loulou's always doing stuff like that at home;"
And nobody gets mad at her 'cause she's a baby."
You didn't do it on purpose, did you, loulou?"
It was an accident."
Of course, it was."
Oh, those babies!"
They never get into trouble!"
But all we have to do"
Is spill one of our little bottles of fingerpaint"
And kaboom!"
Take a time out in your room! Hm."
Babies really have an easy life! Hmm."
Rousso: now remember you always have to be very careful"
With young plants like this. (Laughs)"
Especially when they're in brand new pots like these."
(Crash)"
Bo! That's my plant!"
Oh! Why are you always ruining everything?"
(Cries)"
Rousso: ah, wimzie,"
It's not nice to talk to your brother like that."
It's not my fault;"
He's always doing stuff to make me mad!"
Wimzie, tell bo that you're sorry."
Why?"
He can't understand what I say!"
Besides I'm not sorry!"
Now, that's it, young lady,"
He understands very well when we're happy or mad."
Five minute time out, in your room, go on."
Hum, can you believe it?"
Bo knocks the plant over,"
And they send me to my room for a time out."
Humpf. You've got to admit it,"
It sure pays to be a baby around this house!"
Yaya: I want you all to take a nice nap today!"
Question!"
Yes?"
Why do we have to take naps?"
Uh..."
I like being awake, (yawns) much better."
Jonas: oh, not me."
Last night I dreamt I was flying."
Wimzie: like, like my mom, in an airplane?"
Jonas: no, by myself. Hm."
I just made a wish and-and it worked!"
I flew! Uh hum."
Wimzie: wow."
Jonas: I flew all over town."
Yaya: uh-um."
Then I decided to fly over wimzie's house!"
Yaya: ooh. It sounds like jonas had a wishing dream!"
Oh? What's a "wishing dream"?"
It's when you wish for something"
And in your dream,"
It seems that your wish comes true."
They don't happen very often,"
But when they do happen, yahoo!"
Wow! Tell us more about them, grandma."
Well, I remember my first wishing dream-"
Bo: (cries)"
Ah oh. I have to go, bo needs me now."
Oh no, grandma, don't go!"
Bo's just crying."
Well now, wimzie,"
Babies never cry for nothing."
When they cry, it means they need something."
(Sighs) it's not fair."
Babies get whatever they want."
They need their shoelaces tied,"
Somebody does it for them."
(Yawns)"
They need syrup on their waffles,"
Somebody does it for them."
But when I need something, I have to do it myself."
You know somethin', I wish I was..."
A little baby."
Rousso(laughs) hello, hello, look who's awake!"
Wimzie: uh..."
Hey. How did I get in bo's crib?!"
(Laughs) tell me now,"
Did we have a nice nappy poo?"
Daddy? What's going on?"
Coochie coochie. Tickle tickle. (Laughs)"
Did we get our diaper wet? Hm?"
Dad! Really!"
What do you think I am?"
A baby or something?"
Aahh!"
I've got a diaper on!"
(Gasps)"
And a bonnet?"
(Groans) my wish came true!"
♪ I wish I were a b-b-b-b-b-baby ♪"
♪ It's hard to be a ch-ch-ch-child ♪"
♪ Yeah"
♪ I wish I were a b-b-b-b-b-baby ♪"
♪ Yeah, yeah yeah-yeah-yeah ♪"
♪ 'Cause babies get away with being wild ♪"
♪ My brother takes his supper bowl ♪"
♪ And throws it on the floor ♪"
♪ My parents say,"
"Oh that's okay, we love him even more""
♪ I wish I were a b-b-b-b-b-baby ♪"
♪ Yeah, yeah yeah-yeah-yeah ♪"
♪ It's hard to be a ch-ch-ch-child ♪"
♪ 'Cause babies make a big mess ♪"
♪ And never clean a thing"
♪ If I could be a baby"
♪ I could mess up everything ♪"
♪ I wish I were a b-b-b-b-b-baby ♪"
♪ Yeah, yeah yeah-yeah-yeah ♪"
♪ It's hard to be a ch-ch-ch-child so far ♪"
♪ I wish I were a b-b-b-b-b-baby ♪"
♪ Yeah, yeah yeah-yeah-yeah ♪"
♪ 'Cause babies always get to be ♪"
♪ The superstar!"
Now, let's get a nice fresh diaper on you baby wimzie"
Before the other kids wake up. Hm?"
But daddy, this is a mistake!"
It's me! Wimzie!"
I'm five-years-old!"
Look, I don't need a diaper!"
But my diaper is wet!"
Uh. How embarrassing!"
Rousso: well, well, well, well."
Oh dear, oh dear, yes, listen to that!"
You seem to be just a little chatterbox today."
I wonder what you're trying to tell me."
Tickle tickle."
What? You mean..."
Coochie coochie."
You can't understand what I say?"
Tickle tickle. (Laughs)"
Pretty soon you'll be talking"
Just like the others."
But I'm not a baby! It's me, wimzie!"
Rousso: diaper time."
No, no, no, please don't,"
Don't put a diaper on me!"
Please, I'm a big kid!"
(Cries)"
Oh no! I cry just like bo!"
(Cries)"
There."
(Sighs)"
Oh, there you are, sweetie pie."
Have fun now, okay? (Kiss) (laughs)"
Oh well. I'd better build something, I guess."
Can I have some help with my blocks here?"
Kids: huh?"
Horace: look at baby wimzie."
She can't even pick up one block."
Oh, don't make fun of her."
She's just a baby. Ahh..."
And she's so cute, too."
Ah, thank you, loulou."
You're not so bad yourself, you know."
She may be cute, but she can't even talk."
I can talk, too!"
What do you think I'm doing now?"
Hm? Jumping rope?"
Jonas: what's she saying?"
I can't understand a thing."
Can't you hear? I talk very well!"
Horace: well, umh."
Bl-bl-bl-bl-bl. Baby talk!"
Oh! I sound like a baby to them, too."
Ah, it's awful!"
Babies have nobody to talk to!"
Jonas: I wish wimzie would stop her baby "bl-bl-bl-bl"."
It's making my ears hurt."
Come on, you're not exactly pavaroti yourself!"
Come on, baby wimzie, I have a good idea."
I'm going to teach you how to spin like a top!"
Yeah! Finally!"
Something that's fun! Ha! Umm..."
It's easy for you! Waaah!"
Oh oh oh. Oh oh! Yaya!"
Wimzie's being a real pain again!"
A pain, uhn?! You're pretty rude!"
Phffft."
Yuck!"
Ha! I'm covered in baby spit!"
(Groans)"
One tiny raspberry, and I end up in a baby jail!"
(Groans)"
Maybe it isn't as much fun as I thought,"
All this baby stuff."
(Grunting) hey there!"
What does it take to get fed in here?"
I'm the baby..."
And this baby is hungry!"
Whoa! Ouch! Hey!"
Baby wimzie hit me with a spoon."
Ah ha! Pretty good aim for a baby!"
I'm really sorry, horace,"
But uh, she didn't mean it."
Ah, finally, something fun I can get away with!"
Here, my little sweetie, ha,"
You dropped your spoon. Ah."
No, I didn't drop it, I threw it."
Jonas: ouch!"
Wimzie: (giggles)"
Yay! Right on the spot."
Jonas: hey, rousso!"
Please make her stop throwing her spoon at us!"
Horace: yeah."
Yes, uh sure, I'll try jonas, uh."
(Giggles)"
Here, now... There you go."
No more throwing, sweetie?"
Okay? Hmm."
Wimzie: yeah, yeah, sure dad!"
(Chuckles) I'm a baby."
And babies can get away with almost anything!"
Hmm. (Effort) ya!"
All: (gasp)"
Yaya: wimzie! Now that's enough!"
(Cries)"
Woah! It's kind of scary when you're a baby"
And someone gets mad at you."
Yaya: lunch everybody! Pizza!"
All: yeah!"
Yeah, pizza's my very favorite! (Giggles)"
Oh, yaya, can I have a really big piece?"
When wimzie hit me with her spoon,"
It made me really hungry."
Jonas: uh, yeah me, too!"
She hit me with her spoon."
Yaya: oh, don't worry!"
There's plenty of pizza!"
Time to eat, my little wimzie!"
Uh, but uh huh..."
You-you're-you're not going to feed me?"
(Laughs)"
I can do it myself. Yeah, pizza's easy!"
Loulou: uh, rousso?"
Rousso: yes?"
Loulou: can I share my piece of pizza with baby wimzie?"
Oh, you bet you can, loulou!"
Of course not, loulou."
She's much too young to have pizza yet."
But-but-but I love pizza!"
Open up, sweetie. It's your favorite."
It's yummy applesauce"
Mixed with strained turnips!"
Turnips and applesauce?"
Come on..."
(Groans)"
Wimzie, come on now, open the tunnel."
Here comes the train.
Choo choo! Choo choo!
Oh no.
You won't trick me with that old trick again!
Choo choo choo.
Oh, wimzie, you've got to eat some of your lunch, honey."
Hm. Come on. Open the door of the hangar,
Because up in the sky
Here comes mommy's little airplane.
Brr brr brr brr.
Oh, look up, wimzie...
What? Uh?
A pretty birdie.
Aagghhh.
Rousso: (laughs)
Uh, I spy, yes,
I spy with my little eye,
Something that is, uh, that is pink.
A-atchoo.
Horace: the pillow!
No, silly, the pillow's red!
Rousso: no, horace, it's not the pillow.
Jonas: is it yaya's apron?
No, that's green and he said pink!
Uh, no, no, it's not yaya's apron.
Ah, yes! I know, I know!
Oh?
It's baby wimzie's baby bonnet!
Rousso: (laughs) that's right!
Oh, good for you, loulou!
Now it's your turn, loulou.
Now, I spy, I spy...
Hmm...
With my little eye...
Uh-um...
Something that's... Orange!
I know what it is! I know what it is!
It's horace's shirt!
Huh? Is it my shirt?
Ahh.
Oh, not fair! You guessed right away.
(Chuckles) yay! I got it right!
But I had guessed right first!
Nobody listens to me because I'm a baby!
I can't eat pizza, I can't colour,
I can't even stand up!
It's so frustrating being a baby!
Oh... What if I stayed a baby, forever?
♪ Sometimes you may wish on a star ♪
♪ Sometimes it's nice to pretend ♪
♪ But to be just who you are ♪
♪ Is really best in the end ♪
♪ Sometimes you would like to believe ♪
♪ You could be someone else for awhile ♪
♪ But I like the way I am
♪ The things about me make me smile ♪
♪ I'd be a princess or a queen ♪
♪ Like all the pictures that I've seen ♪
♪ And I could close my eyes and dream ♪
♪ Of everyone I'd be
♪ I'd be an eagle way up high ♪
♪ And play with rainbows in the sky ♪
♪ But most of all I'd rather just be me ♪
I love you just the way you are.
♪ But most of all I'd rather just be me ♪
But it's always nice to dream.
♪ But most of all I'd rather just be me ♪
(Sighs)
Oh. Now this is kind of fun!
At least they're playing with me.
(Chuckles)
All: ♪ a pocket full of posies!
♪ Ring around the rosie...
Woaaahaha.
I forgot about this part!
All: ♪ ashes ashes we all fall down! ♪
Stop no! No wait, stop! Stop!
Don't fall on me!
Ah, no stop! Don't fall on me!
Hey, wimzie, wake up,
I think you're having a bad dream.
Where's my diaper?
What diaper?
I was wearing a diaper, and-and a baby bonnet.
No, wimzie, no you weren't.
You were all going to fall on me,
And I was so scared.
And I couldn't spin like a top.
I couldn't even stand up!
Huh.
(Giggles)
Look at me! Look at me!
I can stand up!
Wimzie, I'd better go get your dad.
I think when you were spinning
You fell on your head
Or something like that!
Yaya: so...
You're all awake? Hm.
Ah, grandma, you're not going to believe what happened."
What?
I was a baby,
And I couldn't talk,
But you see I really could talk,
But nobody could understand me.
Oh.
And I couldn't walk, all I could do was crawl.
Uh-uh.
And you know, grandma,
Crawling around on the floor is really hard work,"
But-but then I could throw spoons!
Ah ohh.
But then, you got mad at me.
Oh. I got mad at you, wimzie?
Yes.
Oh.
Because I was throwing spoons.
And it scared me, grandma.
Oh, I'm sorry, honey. Oh.
What's she talking about?
Well, i-i-i don't know.
I'm ready to bet you had a wishing dream!
(Sniffing) you think so?
Uh-um.
You know, loulou,
You were so nice to me when I was a baby.
Loulou: oh yeah?
Uh-um.
Loulou: oh.
You even tried to give me some of your pizza,
But my dad said no.
Poor babies, they miss out on a lot of stuff.
Bo!
Can I hold him, daddy, please?
I'll be careful.
Well, of course you can hold him, wimzie.
He's your very own baby brother.
Hm. There.
Bo: (giggles)
(Kisses and cooing)
Ah, that's enough!
Don't be mad at bo, when you're a baby,
It's scary when people get mad at you.
Oh. Wimzie is being extra nice to bo.
(Laughs) what do you think happened?
Our wimzie had a wishing dream, I think.
A very special one from the looks of it.
Wimzie: hurray! Ha, ha.
Mom's home! Mom! Mom!
Bo has missed you so much today.
He did?
Yeah. He told me, didn't you?
You can understand what bo says?
Mm. Sort of.
I can understand the feelings, right, grandma?
Uh, mom, did you bring something for bo?
Oh. I certainly did!
Would you like to give it to him?
Here you go.
Wimzie: oh ha. Oh.
Look at that, bo! A fire engine!
Just like daddy! (Giggles)
Bo: daddy!
And this is for wimzie.
Wow. It's the most beautiful vest I ever saw!
Careful now, wimzie.
You know how bo likes to suck on your vests.
(Laughs)
Yes, but now I know how it feels to be a baby,
And it's tough.
No wonder everybody's always helping them.
Well, I'm glad you found that out.
You have to learn everything when you're a baby."
Now that I know it,
I can help bo with stuff like spinning and coloring,"
And maybe even to tie his shoes!
Bo: (giggles)
Wow, hey, ouch.
Wimzie: well, at least...
He doesn't need any help throwing things.
Isn't that right, bo?
All: (laugh)