Entry FeedWe read books before bed, but then when the lights are out, we tell stories and sign songs. We lay in bed beside the kids until they fall asleep. Yes, sometimes a pain in the butt, however we know that it won't last forever and soon we will be kicked out and miss those moments.
Last night I told Daughter the story of Cinderella. Then I explained that I was too tired (fighting a damn cold) and couldn't talk to sing anymore. So Daughter told me a story. Here it is, as close to her version as possible (thus all of the, "and then...)
Once upon a time Sarah and Isabella lived in a Kingdom far, far away. The king came and brought them shoes. They tried them on and they fit. And then the king asked Isabella to marry him. She said no because she didn't want to marry the king. Then she peed on the prince. The prince drank it and died. He died because he was an old prince. And then a monster came. And then they found a magic sword and cut the head off of the monster and killed him. And then the princesses went home to their kingdom to see their mommies because they missed them. The End.
Isn't that a lovely fairy tale? So much better than that silly original version! Do you think Disney may want to buy it for their next big animated adventure?