It is a grown up show that has been candy coated for children’s consumption. I have been told by several people that it is a tear jerker. But I didn’t cry. It was very therapeutic really.
As I laid in bed last night, digesting this flick, that I never intend to watch again, I went over the words my granddaughters mommy said...
“Someday I hope she (baby dear) can tell me why she loves it. I’ll be using it to help her figure out tantrums and hard to explain feelings that I didn't know how to label...
For now, its just something she loves and that speaks to her little developing brain.”
I often wish that the years I had as the mommy were a trial run. I think I could have been a much better parent if I had started out with the wisdom I have gathered. I am so glad my grandchildren have wise parents.
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