Parenthood finally premiered this week on NBC, and forgive me sounding like Rachael Ray gushing about cider gravy, but I freaking loved it. I mean, how could Ron Howard take a cast like Peter Kraus and Lauren Graham and screw it up? The show is about four siblings and their varying stages of parenthood they are navigating. They laugh, fight, have family dinners, worry about children, and drink wine. It’s like Brothers & Sisters except with a more narrowed purpose. This show is good and needs to be watched, and a cast like this cannot go to waste.
The plot lines in the first episode set us up for all sorts of familial drams. Adam and Christina’s son Max is diagnosed with Asperger’s Syndrome by the educational psychologist and also with terminal cuteness by myself. Seriously, the kid has a curly mop of hair and big brown eyes. Not to mention he isn’t remotely annoying. Y’all, while I will shout my love of Peter Kraus from a mountain, I have always harbored a secret crush on Monica Potter. This is for reasons I cannot explain, but that is life.
Sarah and her two rebellious hellions move back in with the grandparents because mom is out of money after divorcing her drug addicted rocker ex-husband. The daughter is arrested with her cousin for weed possession, but they live in freaking Berkley, so is it that big of a deal? The son gets emo and runs off to Fresno because living with a drug addicted parent is better than nothing. Sara goes on a blind date with that dude who was on Yes, Dear and gets busted trying to get nookie in the family room. Oh sweet lord, how unbelievably good it is for Lauren Graham, or forever as Lorelai Gilmore, to be back on television. And of course she does an awesome job and still looks hot as hell. Props.
Those two siblings were the most interesting so I’ll be brief in this next part. Dax Sheppard plays another sibling, named Crosby, and both of those facts make me cringe. Another thing that is cringe worthy is him finding frozen sperm in his idiot girlfriend’s freezer, because she is 34 and wants a baby, darn it! Crosby (ahh what a stupid name) promises to kind of maybe marry his crazy sperm hoarding girlfriend instead of running for the hills like he should. But wait, there’s more! A dancer from his sexy past shows up and surprise surprise, they have a bam chicka wow wow love child together. Looks like he’s gonna have to get over his fear of commitment and fatherhood quick! Oh, irony, how nice of you to join us.
Erika Christensen, who I last saw in Swim Fan, is the last sibling, Julia, and honestly I didn’t get that she was related until like, the end of the episode. Julia is a hard working lawyer lady who is so busy she can’t see her daughter and as a result is shunned from reading her child bedtime stories or cutting her meat. Dirty. Her husband Joel is a nice man, good father, and loves ping pong, as does everyone else in the family. Maybe it’s a West coast thing, who knows.
And there’s Craig T. Nelson and the mother somewhere in the mix, but all we learn about them is that dad is pushy, mom is probably a hippie, and there’s a secret stash of condoms in dad’s office. All I’m saying is if he’s cheating, at least he’s wearing a condom.