Sure, we see a grandmother appear now and then, but she lives, sans grandchildren, in her own bunny abode. So what’s the deal? Is Ruby old enough to watch her little brother? I’ve never heard her discuss her age, or seen her in school (should someone call bunny protective services?). I find myself trying to assign her an age, but I can’t quite nail it. She acts like a mother, dresses like a grandmother, babysits like a twelve year old, but is just losing her front teeth. So, what does that put her at, seven, eight?
If that’s the case, should she really be taking the bus, going into town to shop with her brother, or baking cakes on her own? And doesn’t anyone care that Ruby’s whole childhood is being eaten away by her needy brother Max?
I find these lack of details bothersome, and Max and Ruby’s not the only show that leaves me scratching my head. Phineas and Ferb keeps me wondering, too. Where’s Phineas and Candice’s real dad? And why do they refer to their step-dad as dad, and not Larry? The absence of a real dad, no obvious shared custody, and adopting the step dad as “dad” leaves me to believe that either their father hit the road when they were young (possibly during Linda’s Lindana phase), or is such a jerk that his own son and daughter won’t even acknowledge him as their real dad.
Maybe, I’m giving this too much thought. Or, maybe, I need a little back story in order to suspend disbelief. I’m not sure, but I every time one of my children tunes into these shows, I feel like I’m watching Lost, except without any hope of ever finding out the answer (though, come to think of it, I’m not sure they answered anything).
Of course, there’s also the possibility that I just need to get a life, but until I do, I’ll never be satisfied with these shows unless I get some answers.