So, my mom brought me home one afternoon, and while I was asleep, she took the two pictures above. They reminded her of the pictures that she used to see in the Wizard of Oz book and decided that I needed to see something about witches. Becuase she hasn't ever watched all of the Wizard of Oz, she assumed that I would be board, so for the past week, she and I have been watching "Into the Woods." Now, some might say that this play is a little deep for a six month old, but outside of the allegory about the potential problems the writers saw with the creation of the European Union, I am learning that there are tons of different kinds of moms.... many of them over protective, usually not on purpose.
In the play/movie there is the Baker's wife, who desprately wants to have a child, once she gets it, she realizes that she was more enamored with the idea of a child.
There is Cinderella, who has potential as a mother, simply becuase her step mother was so horrible.
There is the stepmother, who cannot see past her own needs and by extension her children.
There is little red riding hood's mother is who is just absent.
Jack's mother is overwhelming and tries to make her son into the head of household that she so desprately needs.
Rupunzel is in need of prozac and a good nanny, and the witch who is obsessed with vanity (everyone's...)
At the end of the day, I am realizing that maybe my mom is just horribly lacking in sleep, I would let her sleep, but I am really not enjoying this teething thing, so, maybe next year.
Then, I am saying Da-da-da-da, just to really rub it into my my mom that she has a way to go. Here are some picturs of me playing on my dad's stomach......
