My girls love to watch cartoons on Saturday morning when they can get away with it. Their favorite one is Winx Club, a weekly installment of incredibly girly fairies fighting evil. This last weekend, our daughters managed to memorize the entire theme song and then sang it for two days straight, non-stop. Now, granted, I love to hear their lovely voices. Their pitch and rhythm accuracy is quite remarkable for their ages. But there are only so many times one can hear the Winx Club theme song, even if it does have quality lyrics like the following:
We've got the style,
and we've got the flair!
Look all you want,
but don't touch the hair!
It was amusing in a warped sort of way the first fifteen times. What isn't so amusing is that even after the girls stopped singing this charming little ditty, it remains perkily playing itself through my mind.
I need a nice calming walk through the woods. Yes. Wind through the bare limbs, the scent of gently molding leaves and fallen hedge apples, water running over stone, the silence broken only by scattered phrases of birdsong and the sound of my own even breaths. Yes. That should help.
Perhaps I might even see a real, live fairy!
I could stomp its little head! (Oh, joyous thought!)