Life is weird, y'all. It is ever-changing. Sometimes we don't even realize how things in our childhood were until we look back at them with what we know now through a modern lens--not the rose-colored glasses of nostalgia. Dr.Seuss is has gone from a wocket in the pocket to a very sticky wicket. I was born in 1970. I grew up loving all the rhyming and wacky colorful books in the world of Seuss. I became a teacher in the early '90s and my elementary kiddos also loved his books. Dr. Seuss's birthday was a HUGE deal and we celebrated it wearing red and white striped hats and blue wigs and thinking about Mulberry Street. And yet... I can also remember loving my Saturday mornings with Fat Albert and his crew. I enjoyed Jell-o commercials. My teen years were spent at the Cosby house via the TV. I still giggle upon hearing "Dad is great, he feeds us chocolate cake." Bill Cosby was everybody's dad , for Pete's sake. Until he wasn't. Once