Saturday, March 22, 2014


Nothing can ruin a perfectly good movie like having to watch it 42 times in 3 days.

My kid is obsessed with Frozen.  And the movie came out on DVD on Tuesday.  I have since watched the movie at least a dozen times.  I don't want you to think that we have been perched in front of the TV for 4 days because we haven't.  But any time that we are in the house the movie has to be playing.  She knows all the good parts and all the funny parts and all the songs.  She says the lines before the characters.  What is it with kids that they want to watch the same things over and over and over?  Why don't they ever get sick of anything?

It isn't like this is the only thing she is like this about.  There have been songs, TV shows and books that have never lost their appeal no matter how many times she is subjected to them.  In fact it seems that the more she hears/watches/reads them the better they are to her.  I don't get it.  I don't like to watch the same episodes of a TV show repeatedly.  But she does.  There is one show that I DVR all the episodes for her.  There aren't that many so they are all repeats.  And she watches them continually.  That is when she isn't watching Frozen.

With Frozen she became obsessed when I took her to see it in the theaters.  Since then, between her father and her grandmothers she has a collection of Frozen toys and dolls.  She has a Frozen backpack for school and Frozen clothes.  She knows all the words to Let it Go, the song from the movie.  And I don't know how she knows all the words.  She has only heard the song a handful of times. That is, until she got the DVD. Now she knows all the words to ALL the songs.

I don't know how long this little Frozen spell will last.  I am hoping it dies out soon because I find myself humming the songs and getting them stuck in my head.  Then it will be on to the next big Disney thing.


  1. pretty nice blog, following :)

  2. My toddler is obsessed with Edward Scissorhands. I think something is clearly wrong with my kid. With Frozen, at least everything is so positive and lovely, and your little girl is going to want to be a princess. My son runs around with his little kindergartner-safe plastic scissors and tries to cut up everything. He is going to grow up being some creepy goth with a dozen tattoos and a nose ring listening to The Cure. Not that there is anything wrong with that, but I really must be messing up with this raising kids thing.


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