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dancingsinging- We watched Mary Poppins with kid no. 1 over the weekend. This was close to her first movie ever and was the first one authorized by her parents. It was a special memorable milestone!
- The theory of waiting and stretching out the "wow, cool!"s so that they last through 12 or 13 y.o. seems to be working. She turns 7 on Saturday and she was really very excited about the super-calla thing and the dancing on chimneys and the wonderfulness of having a movie night with her parents. We'll see if when she's 12 she's excited to stay home and watch Star Wars with us instead of doing whatever dangerous thing we'd rather she didn't do. (I mean, sure, it'd be awesome if she goes through a grafitti stage, I'd just rather see it at 15 or 16.)
- OMG, the throughline with the mother character is horrifying! Her whole arc is learning that she shouldn't really waste her time with that silly sufferage movement and instead ought to pay more attention to her children. Barf. (Strangely, the movie passes the Bechdel test because the women sit around talking about how awesome M. Poppins is.) How did I not remember this horrible part of the movie? I actually thought, when we netflixed it, that the children's mother had died. Must have been mashing in The Sound of Music in my memory.
- When Mary was singing "Stay Awake," I got all creeped out because I kept thinking of that awesome Wiscon vid about pregnancy tropes with that song as its soundtrack. (Although that version was probably not Julie Andrews.)
- Tonight at the dinner table, kid no. 1 announced that she wants to be a writer when she grows up. (Yesterday she wanted to be an animal helper and preserve habitats by petitioning the government to prevent pollution.) I was waiting for the writer announcement, but it was actually her dad who inspired her with his bedtime stories (which she says he should write down and publish) and not me with my actual aspirations to write.
- The theory of waiting and stretching out the "wow, cool!"s so that they last through 12 or 13 y.o. seems to be working. She turns 7 on Saturday and she was really very excited about the super-calla thing and the dancing on chimneys and the wonderfulness of having a movie night with her parents. We'll see if when she's 12 she's excited to stay home and watch Star Wars with us instead of doing whatever dangerous thing we'd rather she didn't do. (I mean, sure, it'd be awesome if she goes through a grafitti stage, I'd just rather see it at 15 or 16.)
- OMG, the throughline with the mother character is horrifying! Her whole arc is learning that she shouldn't really waste her time with that silly sufferage movement and instead ought to pay more attention to her children. Barf. (Strangely, the movie passes the Bechdel test because the women sit around talking about how awesome M. Poppins is.) How did I not remember this horrible part of the movie? I actually thought, when we netflixed it, that the children's mother had died. Must have been mashing in The Sound of Music in my memory.
- When Mary was singing "Stay Awake," I got all creeped out because I kept thinking of that awesome Wiscon vid about pregnancy tropes with that song as its soundtrack. (Although that version was probably not Julie Andrews.)
- Tonight at the dinner table, kid no. 1 announced that she wants to be a writer when she grows up. (Yesterday she wanted to be an animal helper and preserve habitats by petitioning the government to prevent pollution.) I was waiting for the writer announcement, but it was actually her dad who inspired her with his bedtime stories (which she says he should write down and publish) and not me with my actual aspirations to write.
