Yes. wimsey jr got a healthy dose of Sesame St when he was younger.
Similar to what you describe, I myself got Sesame St. because the very nice, chain-smoking, spend-all-day-in-a-bathrobe-watching-General-Hospital-while-her-husband-was-at-work lady who babysat me from roughly age 4 - 7 would get tired of myself and the couple other babysat kids griping about the soap opera drama and demand some kid stuff.
Yay, I suppose, but I can’t stomach it. I have too many professional bad memories of out-licensing Peppa Pig. Anytime it comes on I find myself thinking, “Ahhh, jesus mary and joseph, I still want to throttle that opposing counsel who thought we’d do an exclusive PP deal without any kind of minimum payment…”
wimsey jr is consistently mortified when i am at a fast food counter or something and say “we need one…two…thr-r-r-r-eeee glasses of water, please!”
To be fair, it is embarrassing. I just have started to reach the point in my life where my self-awareness & self-respect are starting to fray around the edges, and I also relish opportunities to mildly embarrass my child. It’s a convenient developmental confluence.
Somewhat related to sesame Street, by I recently showed my 8 year old daughter the old swedish chef videos from the Muppets and she can’t get enough of them. It brings me a ton of joy to watch her laughing hysterically at these old shows.
My daughter loved super Grover. Her diapers were sesame street ones. So like 50% of the package were Elmo, then some big birds, Oscars, super grovers. But she only wanted to wear super Grover’s, especially when she was tired before bed. So we would save a super Grover. Then place another character under it so she’d think she was getting a super Grover. The lies you tell your kids.