As I said in my previous post, I've been sick. So much so that I actually left a little early on Friday and got home just before 6. Drew was home the whole week because the weather in Seattle was so bad that his editor ordered him not to drive up. So he graciously agreed to rent a movie for me, and I turned it on when I got home, huddled under a blanket and took some muscle relaxants (my shoulder was killing me) and ginger ale.
Drew told Rachel on the way home from preschool that Mommy wasn't feeling well, and she suggested that what I needed was "some relaxing music," so as soon as she got home she went to her bedroom, grabbed her Madeline music box and brought it upstairs.
Then she asked if we could watch a "My Little Pony" music that Drew, bless his heart, had bought her at a closeout sale at Blockbuster Video. Not something I would have done, because I'd rather her watch good Pixar-produced stuff...but it's too late, she is now hooked. Sigh.
I really didn't want to stop my movie, but she asked so sweetly and then followed it with, "it will cheer you up," so what could I say? Drew suggested we watch a little of it while he made dinner for Rachel (I didn't feel like eating) and then I'd finish my movie. "Sure," I said.
It was worth it. The movie was indeed insipid but there is nothing -- and I mean NOTHING -- like curling up on a couch with a little girl in my arms watching a move. At one point, one of the characters started saying something and then he corrected himself with, "Nah, that's the one with the girl in the woods and the seven little guys," and I laughed.
"See, Mommy?" Rachel smiled. "I told you this would cheer you up!" And she was right.
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