The Easter Bunny brought Nate Peter Pan in his Easter Basket last year. I know he was only a year and a half and I was lucky if he would sit still for an entire Baby Einstein video. Recently, he got a cold. I thought it might be fun to watch a movie and "veg" out on the couch. I popped Peter Pan in...just to see if it would keep his interest.
We have now watched it twice a day since then...that means I've watched Peter Pan a total of 7 times since Friday.
Now, I use to think Tinkerbell was a cute fairy. I'm starting to feel like she's an evil twit. Don't get me wrong. I enjoy the hour I have to do something (like post on my blog) while he intently watches this little flying bucket of hormones. Seriously, though...I must not have been paying attention much when I watched Peter Pan in the past. Peter is apparently one hot bachelor that all the girls want to get with. First, Tink gets all hot and bothered (she even turns a lovely shade of red and tries to murder the "Wendy-bird") because Peter shows interest in Wendy. Then Wendy gets her panties in wad because Tigerlily is "grateful" when Peter saves her life. Oh...and the mermaids...they only wanted to drown Wendy out of jealousy. I never knew what a soap opera Peter Pan was.
Of course, Nate doesn't watch it because of the girl drama. He's totally into Captain Hook and that ticking Croc. Couldn't pic a better role model for my son than a man who smokes 2 cigars at once and has a huge life consuming grudge (I'd probably have a grudge if someone fed my hand to the Croc, too).
The one question I have (okay...I could probably come up with more, but this one bugs me) is how on earth could Mr and Mrs Darling leave their three children unattended to go to a party...I mean the only "adult" was Nanna ~ the dog tied up outside. Wendy's not even out of the nursery, yet...and they left the three of them alone to go out. (BTW the idea of a nursery is pretty cool...wish I had a room big enough to make one.
Nate's beckoning me to come watch with him...so I'm off to watching the little flying bucket of hormones and Wendy duke it out for the attention of a boy in tights. What fun. :)
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Oh, I loved this post so much (and cold totally relate) so I came out of lurking to tell you that I still read every post. I also share your disdain for the cattiness going on in the movie... I thought Tinkerbell was quite nasty, myself. I couldn't believe how she acted... and then the same thing with the other chicks in the movie.
And I also questioned the parenting ethics of the darlings. Leaving the kids with a dog was just absurd!
Obviously, this movie was not made with our generation in mind (what? like 50 some years ago?)
It's really rather horrifying when you think of some of the movies we grew up to. Like sleeping beauty. Which used to be MY favorite story. Now, she's a simpering twit that needs to grow a set. But the eldest LOOOOVvveeeesss her. Barf.
haha, i have thought the same thing about tink! and the mermaids.
thank you for your comment.the kids are getting so big!
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