This afternoon the TV was playing a recorded episode of Blue's Clues and I was about to turn it off because the show had ended ("Now it's time for so long . . ." Riley: "BYE BYE!") when this commercial came on that—well, that I had to share.
I couldn't find it online, so I hope the people at Gerber will forgive me for uploading a video-captured version of their ad. Also, please pardon the crappy angle, the random background noises (Riley, the oven timer, then Riley again), and the DVR overlay.
I don't know about you, but when I saw this I found myself barking out a totally involuntary sob of gut-punched emotion. The haunting DeVotchKa music, the women breathing, the gripped hands . . . this thing should air with a warning beforehand.
Dammit, Gerber. I already buy your slimy-ass "Pasta Pickups", what more do you want from me? Go ahead and take my TEARS, you diabolical marketing weasels.