This weekend turned out to be a lot more fun than I thought. Not that I was dreading it or anything. I just was going to come up to help with my sister and mom's craft open house, and then I found myself doing a number of FESTIVE things. :)
After I went to a Christmas concert with Mary, James, and Lucy (at which I cried multiple times, but that is normal when music is involved; Mary cried too), I brought Lucy back to my parent's and we put up the tree.
Lucy and I are on the same page, stylistically. And every other page. Except when she tickles me during Christmas concerts and makes me nearly pee my pants.
Then we watched a great ol' Disney movie, So Dear to My Heart, which is charming for both its nostalgia and its bricolage of storytelling styles. It's also kind of hardcore in terms of moralizing but this, too, doesn't really offend me, though I wouldn't mind doing a cursory search right now of possible academic treatments of it. Nerd.
Here Lucy is eating popcorn and drinking chocolate milk and actually sitting through the movie (well, sitting in umpteen different places, but at least not asking me if it was almost over), watching one of my two favorite songs from it: "It's What You Do With What You Got", featuring, as I put it, and Dad ran with it, "various male oppressors" (i.e. Christopher Columbus).
The other is "Stick-To-It-ivity". These songs seriously get in my head when I'm discouraged. It's either because they're catchy, or true, or both. Pithy earworms. Sigh. :)