Like every other family in the world, my kids are obsessed with Frozen. We downloaded the soundtrack right after Christmas and have enjoyed hours of sing-alongs and fun. HOURS. And hours. Let me be very clear about this - I love the songs from Frozen. I think they're clever, funny, moving, beautiful - pretty much perfect. And I've never seen so many children connect to music like this. I loved the movie, too - the characters, the story, the messages (big and small) - all of it. I sincerely love all of it.
But as much as I adore these songs, I've heard them a lot. And my kids' connection to this music is starting to get a little weird and proprietary. My 5 year old thinks they're her songs now - that they belong solely to her. A couple of months ago, she would hear another little girl singing "For the First Time in Forever" and she would light up and squeal about how much she loved that song, too. Then they'd sing it together and twirl in circles and be so adorable and sweet that my heart would explode.
Friday, February 28, 2014
Wednesday, February 26, 2014
Don't Talk to Me About Camp.
You may be asking yourself: "Why did this idiot write a blog post about summer camp right now? It's February. I'm still secretly pilfering leftover Valentine's Day candy after my kids go to sleep and wondering if the Polar Vortex is actually going to plunge us into a Narnia-like eternal winter."
I TOTALLY AGREE. It seems insane.
Monday, February 24, 2014
Wednesday, February 12, 2014
Valentines for the Real World -- For Our Kids
Last year, we made a series of Valentines for the Real World. They were all for husbands because the cards I saw at Target were both stupid and really expensive. You guys liked them a lot and so I decided to make some more this year - except this year, they're for our precious, beloved children.
I know we all love our kids so much. So much that if we really think about it too hard, it's pretty easy to start weeping and squeeze hugging them while they tell us to stop and try to wiggle away. But let's be honest, kids are also kids and none of the Valentines out there actually reflect real life. These do. Enjoy!
I know we all love our kids so much. So much that if we really think about it too hard, it's pretty easy to start weeping and squeeze hugging them while they tell us to stop and try to wiggle away. But let's be honest, kids are also kids and none of the Valentines out there actually reflect real life. These do. Enjoy!
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