Wednesday, March 19, 2008

Sound of Music


I love my kids. I know that everyone would expect that statement to come from a mother, but I'm starting to really, really appreciate the people that P1 and P2 are becoming. If you've never been a parent, it's hard to explain what it's like to see all of your characteristics emerge in a fully functioning, independent human. Of course, there are aspects of myself (and the hubby) that I see which aren't as desirable...but, I also see their sense of humor and timing becoming more honed and mature. PDaddy had tons of meetings today (despite it being Spring Break) and the littler kids went to my parents for the day to play, so P1 and P2 and I watched the Sound of Music. Only...we made our own dialogue. It was like MST3K. We were rapid fire snarking the entire movie. For example: In the scene where the Von Trapps are hiding in the Abbey graveyard, a flashlight pans over the headstones and Lexi deadpans - "Jimmy Hoffa...Elvis...". And, in the scene where the children sing for their Uncle Max, Father, and the fiance, it turned into an American Idol parody.

I'm enjoying seeing what everyone is listening to on their iPods. :)

8 comments:

Sean the Blogonaut F.C.D. said...

No you can't take the piss out of the Sound of Music :O

I don't have an Ipod, don't like em :p. Listening to Beth Orton.

Karen said...

Wow. If either of my parents had done this sort of thing with me, I might've had children.

Atheist in a mini van. said...

Sean: No you can't take the piss out of the Sound of Music
Who says? :) It's the perfect movie for snark. Especially when the kids start adding the lyrics to Hollaback Girl to the Lonely Goatherder song. :)

Karen: Wow. If either of my parents had done this sort of thing with me, I might've had children.
Awww. With four, I don't have many opportunities to sit down for uninterupted time with the older two, so today was so much fun...and something we needed to do. :) It was three hours out of our day and know we have about a thousand inside jokes. LOL Totally worth it. We watched Titanic after Sound of Music and that movie was harder to be silly with...but, we tried. We played a drinking game with Milk Duds during Titanic, though. Every time someone said "iceberg", you had to eat a milk dud.

Sean the Blogonaut F.C.D. said...

Nooooooh.

Have you seen the easter parade with Judy Garland? Another good musical.

April said...

I know what you mean. Although, my kids haven't found their dry wit yet. At least they've cut down on their knock knock jokes. I felt I was doing them a disservice if I pretended to laugh anymore.

Stacey said...

I don't have kids, but I am a daughter. It would be lovely if my mother could regard me in that way. Instead, she writes letters to her friends about me that say things like "the news about Stacey isn't good."

What is my tragedy? I rejected her religion. So now she believes that her god will kill me at Armageddon. I guess it's easier for my mother to avoid me than to look at me with that "death sentence" hanging around my neck, eh?

On some level I feel sorry for her, but she chose that abhorrent religion, so I guess she has to live with the consequences.

Can't remember once EVER giggling over a movie with my mother, but I do remember many hundreds of hours spent driving around in cars looking for doors to knock on and offer religious materials. *gag*

Katie said...

That is bloody brillant. I'm officially gasping for breath now from laughing so hard with a sinus infection. I only hope to have my kids to turn out like that but my husband and I are convinced that one will rebel and be normal.

Atheist in a mini van. said...

Stacey said...
I don't have kids, but I am a daughter. It would be lovely if my mother could regard me in that way. Instead, she writes letters to her friends about me that say things like "the news about Stacey isn't good."


Oh, Stacey!! *GIANT HUGS* You know, I didn't have an exceedingly great relationship with my mom, and we've had our ups-and-downs, but, HOLY CRAP, I don't know how some people dare(d) to have children while holding such contempt for them. No child deserves what you describe.

What is my tragedy? I rejected her religion. So now she believes that her god will kill me at Armageddon. I guess it's easier for my mother to avoid me than to look at me with that "death sentence" hanging around my neck, eh?

That's so sad. I ask myself if I would be angry if my children were to be religious/believers in their adulthood and, if I'm honest, I would probably be a bit disappointed...but, I know for a fact that I could never, ever reject THEM.

Can't remember once EVER giggling over a movie with my mother, but I do remember many hundreds of hours spent driving around in cars looking for doors to knock on and offer religious materials. *gag*

Well, let this serve as your formal invitation to come join us for a movie day/night the next time you are in this neck of the woods. You can be my foster child for the day. :) I'm so sorry about your experience as a child. *HUGS*

I honestly can't believe how often something that I do, which I find to be totally un-noteworthy or special (regarding my mothering style), strikes others as this fantastic example or fun thing they never had. It makes me very sad for the poor bar some of these parents have set for themselves and their children. I know my parents were the type who, in the home, were very, very strict, but we were always allowed to laugh together. And, I know my children have been raised in a house where laughter and love and genuine respect for one another is the goal. It scares me that there are so many who regard that as extraordinary.