February 19, 2009

Learning about life. Disney style.

Mesmerized. There's no other way to describe it.

And while I'm sure you're thinking that my compelling homeschool lecture was what held her unfaltering attention...sadly, it was not.

Disney Princesses. That is what caused the glazed-over look of love.

The girls had asked me what Ariel's voice sounded like. Uh? Picture me trying to decide if I actually try and sing a Little Mermaid ditty.

I did. ...picture Charis with a blank expression of "For real?!"

So I did what any mother struggling to keep her sanity would do. I Youtubed "The Little Mermaid".

As you can see, she was completely captivated.

But I was not. I was getting increasingly nervous. You see, I had never really listened to the lyrics of the song we happened to be listening to at the time...

"Yes, you want her. Look at her, you know you do. Possible she wants you too. There is one way to ask her. It don't take a word...Not a single word. Go on and kiss the girl"


Did you realize he was saying that?!! It goes on to say what a shame it is that he may miss out on kissing the girl. figuring out if he likes her or not.

Dear. Lord. Jesus.

Watching my starry-eyed SIX year old listening to these lyrics while not even batting an eye, it took everything in me to not yell:

"Alright. Enough TV for now. In fact, we're officially banning all things princess from our home. until your older. Married, preferably."


But as you can see from her choice of outfit, I'd have to ban everything she's currently into. And really, who wasn't starry eyed over princesses when they were little?

In fact, even her artwork has recently changed. She's gone from drawing pictures of animals and family members to this:

Catch that penmanship?

"Let your dreams sing. Princess dreams come true."

Oh Jesus...help. How do I adequately explain that nothing about those stories comes close to reality?? Well... there may be seven short little men who are hiding away in the woods. But you know...except for that. *shrug*

That little exchanged happened a few days ago. Then yesterday...our family room looked like this:

Young women lined up. like cattle. awaiting to see who would be lucky enough to get picked as a wife.

By none other than Brother Bear. Who knew he was the Mac Daddy?

You should have heard the conversations those Ladies in Waiting were having with each other. I didn't know whether to laugh or intervene.

"She'll never get picked. because she's naked!!"
was, in fact, one of the statements made...

I consoled myself by acknowledging they weren't saying she would get picked because she was naked. I'm so not ready for that conversation yet.

For the record, my dear husband thought the whole thing was hilarious. ;)

Of course, he was sitting safely behind his desk while this M*ail O*rder B*ride theme was taking place in the middle of our homeschooling day.

Um. What do you think, Experienced Homeschooling Mommas? This counts towards HomeEc credits. Right? ;)