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Being a role model is hard sometimes. Whether it's taking a bite of those nasty strained peas to demonstrate good nutrition to your baby, not wincing during your flu shot because you don't want to pass along a needlephobia, or stepping back from the computer for a week as a nod to Turn Off the Screens week, being the good example is often inconvenient.
My favourite moment from this TV free week was probably during Diva Girl's umpteenth rendition of "The Cell Block Tango." I'm usually pretty controlling with media The Ladies watch, adhering to a fairly strict "G" rating policy, but I tend to bend the rules when it comes to musicals. Ordinarily I would never allow then to watch movies with the subject matter dealt with in Chicago or Rent, but somehow the addition of showtunes and jazz hands makes it ok in my mind. I've rationalized it by telling myself that, dazzled as she is by all the singing and dancing, Diva Girl doesn't really notice the darker aspects of sex, drugs, murder, and disease that form the core of these stories. This belief was borne out by her assessment of the monologues the Merry Murderesses offer up to explain their crimes.
This is her favourite number; she's had it memorized since she was six years old, but clearly hasn't thought much about the words until now.
"She doesn't belong in jail, Mama."
"No? Why not?"
"She didn't kill him. He killed himself! He ran into her knife. It's not fair to put her in jail for it!"
It's not as easy as you might think, teaching a very naive, literal minded eight year-old about irony and sarcasm. After I finish explaining that she did indeed stab her husband, that no one could "run into" a knife 10 times by accident, Diva Girl was quiet for a minute, digesting this information and readjusting her worldview accordingly.
"So...I'm guessing that those weren't warning shots, either?"
Comments
awww that is so cute!
Yeah, that IS awfully cute! I love how children view the world!
LOL!
Hey, he had it coming. ;)
LOL!
Out of the mouth of babes.
