God please don't let Disney raise my child

My husband is wonderful and fantastic and does more than any husband I know. I mean he helps out with EVERYTHING cooking, watching Maeve, shopping, helping with cleaning, running errands ETC. I honestly thank God everyday for him and how I am so incredibly blessed that he does so much for our family. However, while he is an amazing father...not everyone is perfect. Yesterday I went for a run and when I came home he and my daughter were in the living room watching tv (okay it is the weekend, we do have a birthday party later in the day that we do not want her to be too tired for, no big deal). HOWEVER, the program they were watching was an animal nature show so I raised my eyebrows and quizzically asked  "what show is this?"  to which he replied "It's Disney, they know her age, it's fine." I raised my eyebrows even higher and questioned "they know her age?" and he responded "yes, I made her viewer profile so it knows her age and recommended this show." I couldn't help myself from smirking as I sat down to see how horribly this was going to go and I did not have to wait long until the program showed a cheetah eating an antelope while other cheetahs lurked around at which time I again questioned the choice of program. My husband responded by fast forwarding the program which bought us to a scene where a lone male antelope was "having his choice of female" which prompted us to burst into laughter as my husband turned off the show and suggested that we watch my daughter's very favorite program "Octonauts". I know right then and there that my surgery will be successful because Disney simply cannot raise my daughter.