So, despite claims that Miss B did not miss her brother this weekend (who was away on a Boy Scout campout on an island–how cool is that?), she invented several invisible siblings to keep her company.
Somehow, I birthed all these invisible babies this weekend, along with taking Miss B to ballet, vacuuming up all the dog hair (not as easy as it sounds), editing fifty pages of MacKenna, and so on. Can I multi-task or what?
We started out with Makayla, added Jake, then Rosie and Sarah. Miss B was the proud and busy big sister.
And you know what? Invisible babies are still a lot of work. And I kept sitting/stepping on them, too. (Mommy! No! That’s where Jake is!)
Then Andrew came home and the babies faded to the background. Kyra still denies missing her brother.
We also watched Enchanted this weekend. Okay, it’s probably just me, but I was underwhelmed. It got great reviews. Parts were cute/funny. I really enjoyed the Central Park dance number.
But. It seemed like that’s all it was: cute/funny parts that somehow didn’t make a satisfying whole. Plus, I felt Patrick Dempsey underplayed his part. McDreamy? More like McComatose.
But you know, Miss B, the born romantic, was also meh about it too. She didn’t understand the ending, and she has a fairly sophisticated sense of story for a five year old. I mean, she understood Roman Holiday and that Gregory Peck and Audrey Hepburn couldn’t be together. Oh, sure, she leaned against me and sobbed for a bit (told you she was a born romantic), but she understood.
Enchanted, not so much. And she didn’t seem to care, either. Again, I’m sure it’s a me/us thing, and we’ll be soundly beat about the head and shoulders for not liking it. Bring it on.
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