One of the benefits of all my recent ailments is that all my neighbors are extra nice to me. I had the kids this weekend and had taken them to see The Princess and the Frog, which was survivable, even enjoyable. It was nice to see a Disney heroine who was brownish (like my daughters), competent, and whose mother hadn't died and didn't die. Yup. Except DestructoGirl much more closely resembles Lilo of Lilo & Stitch (and when she doesn't resemble Lilo, trust me, she's resembling stitch), right down to the sturdy little body. And TigerGrrl really wanted to see Alvin and the Chipmunks: the Squeakquel.
I'm a loving mother. I'm a doting mother. But there is no way I'm sitting through two hours of chipmunk talk. Nope. Fortunately, yesterday (or actually, the day before yesterday), we called some little friends of DGs to invite them over to fill my home with high pitched sounds. The mother said (bless her): "We're heading to the mall to see the Squeakquel. Would she like to go?" I said, channelling my inner Sarah Palin: "You betcha! Can TG come along too? She really wants to see it." After a quick yes, I gave TG $20 to pay for the matinee tickets and took a hydrocodone pill (shoulder still more than a bit tender) after waving a fond and relieved farewell. So the girls got to see the incredibly annoying movie of their dreams and I didn't have to do so. Sometimes, life is good.
And, the mother treated the girls to manicures. I think TG wanted to say no, but couldn't figure out how to do so. She wore ski mitts to Sunday school class today so that no one would see her beautiful, girly, totally-un-TigerGrrl-like red nails. She wore the mitts until I got out the nail polish remover (Saintly Babysitters' -- I don't use the stuff enough to keep it in stock) and gave her "normal" (according to her) nails. The thing that embarrassed TG? The little girls all said she looked like a "lady", even a "princess". This was enough to make my brave girl hide and say "Mama, can you take it off? PLLLLEEEEAZZZZE????" So her rain as a beauty queen in training lasted 14 hours. DG, or course, is running around showing off her glittery nails to all and sundry. I'm much more in line with TG's world view than DG's, even though nice bright nails are just plain pretty sometimes. But you can't do anything with them on hands and not chip them instantly. So I limit my ventures to toes.
But back to the main cause for gratitude. I dodged the Squeakquel bullet. Yay me!
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dont knock Alvin and the Chipmunks : the Squeakuel! Im going to see it tomorrow!
Man, I definitely share in your celebration of that avoidance! Even the trailer is pure torture.
You SCORED big time! I'm trying to avoid that particular torture myself.
I loved Princess and the Frog. I even cried.
I don't know if you're lucky or just dumb lucky considering your previous post. Dislocated shoulder: OOOUCH!! But then, I'd probably have been out there too trying to show-off 40 years after I last ice-skated...I've been promising/threatening Spouse to take him skating. He loves hockey and thinks skating is easy --HA!! Hope your shoulder and ego heal very soon [but thank God for narcs!]
CookieDear: I hope you enjoyed the Squeakquel as much as my girls did.
Wunelle: And I had promised TG she could see it, so this horrible movie was heading my way, like a train with me tied to the tracks. And then I escaped.
Laurita: Great minds think alike, and all that. I'm wishing you the best in Squeakquel avoidance.
DCPeg: My orthopod says I'll be able to skate again without fear of dislocation (because face it: skating includes some falling) on my next fall provided I get some physical therapy. Also, no skating for another two weeks. All in all, not bad.
And the key thing when skating with a previously non-skating spouse is not to get used as his personal balancing device. It's easier when the balancer is under 3' tall and has chubby toddler buttocks to fall upon.
I loved The Princess and the Frog! And really, it's awesome that your girls have seen a princess that resembles them. It was very interesting to me to see how several of my female African-American students who had told me during a class discussion years ago that it was frustrating and sad to never be allowed to be the princess in play groups because there WERE no black princesses...get all excited about this movie. They were all over Facebook, getting all their girlfriends to go with them to see it, more excited than most 6 yr old girls would be over the movie! Their enthusiasm actually made me twice as determined to take the kids to see it. And no Alvin for me--I told the kids I did my duty by taking them to the first one, and nobody could ask a parent more than that ;)
Kira: I enjoyed the Princess and the Frog as well. And it occurs to me that the non-white Disney heroines actually get a better movie. Mulan got to save China and prove sexism idiotic and the romance was incidental. Lilo was a celebration of DestructoGirlness, friendship, and family, with no prince (just a little blue cute 'n fluffy beast) in the picture, and while the Princess and the Frog did include a prince, he proved his worthiness by letting the gal get what she wanted and learning team work, and she rescued him. So I'm liking those Disney better as role models. But my favorite is Lilo. Just makes me think of TG when she was four or five, and really makes me think of DG right now.
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