Unsorted emotions, however, still surprise me and come out as tears. This is sometimes embarrassing. Parades do me in. Little kids doing cute little kid things. Shared experiences, with lots of people all cheering for the same thing. Something about the big-ness of all of this, or something,
Watching "Tangled" with my kids on Saturday night I cried a stupid amount. I cried when the Disney Castle came on the screen and I cried during the opening song and I cried at the paper lanterns and the boat and the romance and the singing and the ending. I did. Something about the film made me feel like a little girl and also like a mom and there was an odd but surprisingly pleasant dissonance there that came out as tears. It was the first Disney movie my kids have really made it all the way through. And we watched it again the next day, and then again the next day, singing along and laughing. They really loved it. I kinda loved it too. Okay, whatever, so I loved it.
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