Wednesday, December 28, 2011

Watching Tangled

My daughter loves Tangled.

She has the movie, the soundtrack, 3 pairs of pajamas, at least one shirt, a blanket, a play-tent, 2 cups, a plate, a bowl, and 2 dolls. I think that's all, but I could be wrong, because she really loves Tangled.

If she is ever fussy and I reach the end of my rope, all I have to do is turn on the movie, and she transforms into a blithe singing-and-dancing machine.

My mini-van has a dvd player, and if I know I have a lot of errands to run (or just a long drive ahead of me), I double-check to be certain that I have the dvd in my bag.

I know all of the songs by heart, and can sing them on demand at a second's notice.

I think this might count as an obsession on her part, but if it occupies her and helps me to keeps my sanity when I need to do housework, I don't think I mind. I mean, she'll grow out of it, because kids go through phases, right? Just because she showed such an early preference for one movie/charater, doesn't mean it will last forever, right? Right?

Have I mentioned that she's not quite 14 months old, and Tangled has been her "miracle cure" since she was 5 months old?

I'm screwed. ;-)