247online

  • Subscribe to our RSS feed.
  • Twitter
  • StumbleUpon
  • Reddit
  • Facebook
  • Digg

Sunday, 11 November 2007

A matter of perspective.

Posted on 18:00 by Unknown
A conversation with my newly minted 4 year old really opened my eyes. I thought I'd share.

Anna (out of nowhere): Mom, Why did Ariel's dad get really angry and break all the stuff in her water house? That wasn't very nice.

Me: Well, I think it was because she was disobedient. She did something he told her not to do. Doesn't that happen at our house sometimes? When I ask you not to jump on my bed, and you do it anyway? Do I get angry?

Anna: (nodding vigorously) Yes!

Me: See, Ariel's dad told her to never go to the surface again, and she broke the rules, didn't she? She went up to the surface, right?

Anna: Yes. So, her daddy got angry like you.

Me: Yes, exactly. If only she had been obedient...

And then in my mind, I played out the situation. If Ariel had been obedient, she'd probably have married some nice merman. And lived happily ever after with their mer-children and a successful music career. Not the fairy-tale but certainly a respectable choice! And yet she didn't. And she learned nothing! Because in the end, Tritan rescued her! And she got her Price Eric. Who, in my mind, probably started cheating on her a couple months after the wedding.

Psht. No rescuing for my kids! At least... I'm gonna try not to.

What made me really laugh about this exchange with my sweet girl, was that probably as few as 10 years ago, I could only see Ariel's point of view. Controlling father, unfair demands, etc. And now, as a parent... well, frankly, I don't think I want The Little Mermaid playing in my house anymore.
Email ThisBlogThis!Share to XShare to Facebook
Posted in | No comments
Newer Post Older Post Home

0 comments:

Post a Comment

Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom)

Popular Posts

  • Roatan, Honduras
    Also known as the slightly scary experience where we ate some weird but good food.  Port day Three landed us in Roatan, Honduras:  a sliver ...
  • Standard Fare
    Lucas has really softened to Libby’s presence in our home. What a relief! I was truly concerned for her safety for quite a while there.   ...
  • Final Word
    I promise this is the last time you'll have to look at these pants. Mostly because they're getting too small for my tiny beefcake/pr...
  • New Favorite.
    Last night after dinner, we stepped outside as family. Our house backs up to a wonderful bike trail, so we decided to take a walk in the bea...
  • The Truth Is.
    Here's the deal, folks. I get a lot (A LOT) of comments about how on Earth it is that I possibly have time to craft. To knit, to sew, to...
  • Speaking Of...
    Quite a few of you noticed in my last post the hilarious thing I failed to point out. Libby... firmly latched onto Abbie's shoulder. Abb...
  • Spoiled
    One thing that my mother is a professional at. Spoiling my children. Miles cried pretty much the entire way home about how he wanted to go b...
  • Where Do We Go From Here?
    I think I've decided to keep blogging. I know I hadn't posted in six months. I'm not going to apologize. My heart just wasn'...
  • Uh. So. Yeah.
    One of my kids had a birthday on Friday. I'll let you guess which one. A hint: I have a really hard time believing that he's actuall...
  • Teamwork!
    How many siblings does it take to get Libby a drink? One to be a step stool. One for safety. And one to hold the button. Good thing for sibl...

Categories

  • Abbie
  • Anna
  • Baby5
  • Birth Stories
  • Birthday
  • Christmas
  • Crafting
  • Cruise
  • Family
  • Flashback
  • Girls
  • Giveaway
  • Halloween
  • House
  • Humor
  • Just Me
  • Kids
  • Knitting
  • Libby
  • Lucas
  • Matt
  • Miles
  • Mimi
  • PFMP
  • Photography
  • Randoms
  • Recipes
  • School
  • Scrapbooking
  • Spinning
  • Stories
  • Triathlon
  • Tutorials
  • Vacation

Blog Archive

  • ►  2013 (8)
    • ►  August (1)
    • ►  July (5)
    • ►  June (2)
  • ►  2012 (61)
    • ►  December (1)
    • ►  November (3)
    • ►  October (8)
    • ►  August (2)
    • ►  July (2)
    • ►  June (8)
    • ►  May (7)
    • ►  April (9)
    • ►  March (14)
    • ►  February (6)
    • ►  January (1)
  • ►  2011 (27)
    • ►  October (1)
    • ►  September (1)
    • ►  August (3)
    • ►  June (2)
    • ►  May (2)
    • ►  April (1)
    • ►  March (7)
    • ►  February (8)
    • ►  January (2)
  • ►  2010 (134)
    • ►  December (2)
    • ►  November (6)
    • ►  October (5)
    • ►  September (5)
    • ►  August (17)
    • ►  July (8)
    • ►  June (10)
    • ►  May (16)
    • ►  April (22)
    • ►  March (10)
    • ►  February (13)
    • ►  January (20)
  • ►  2009 (77)
    • ►  December (5)
    • ►  November (2)
    • ►  October (5)
    • ►  September (3)
    • ►  August (5)
    • ►  July (9)
    • ►  June (7)
    • ►  May (6)
    • ►  April (9)
    • ►  March (9)
    • ►  February (10)
    • ►  January (7)
  • ►  2008 (140)
    • ►  December (13)
    • ►  November (16)
    • ►  October (11)
    • ►  September (14)
    • ►  August (16)
    • ►  July (5)
    • ►  June (11)
    • ►  May (13)
    • ►  April (11)
    • ►  March (8)
    • ►  February (10)
    • ►  January (12)
  • ▼  2007 (53)
    • ►  December (12)
    • ▼  November (10)
      • Here we go!
      • So desperate for Fall...
      • Definitely. Most Assuredly. Undoubtedly.
      • They're Ba-Ack...
      • An offer!
      • Place your bets.
      • A matter of perspective.
      • Just can't get enough...
      • Rhymes with Paris.
      • Sweaty palms, heart aflutter.
    • ►  October (9)
    • ►  September (8)
    • ►  August (8)
    • ►  July (6)
Powered by Blogger.

About Me

Unknown
View my complete profile