The Very Bad Parent

Ok, so tonight, I was a bad parent. It isn't a first, but I ususally don't do things like this. It was family night, movie night, which we do on Friday nights, and I just couldn't face Cinderella, Belle, Aurora, Ariel or Jasmine. We've been working so hard to get back into the house and tonight was the first time I sat down to just enjoy it for awhile. The girls were arguing about which princess movie to watch and I vetoed anything Disney. I showed my kids Grease.

Ok, it was totaly inappropriate for their ages, just in case you're wondering. Really, I'm not sure if it's so great for twelve year olds...which is how old I was the first time I saw it. But I still love it. The singing, the dancing, the wild staging...how can you not love it. And I'm hopeful the bad part of the movie went over their heads. But then again, who knows what they know?

Despite my grave concerns regarding my parenting skills, it was still a really fun movie. The girls shushed me a million times for singing to the music. But I couldn't help myself: Hopelessly Devoted, Summer Lovin', Greased Lightin", who can resist singing along? AND by the end of the movie, they were asking to hear the songs again.