Sunday, April 12, 2015

Snow White


I recently watched a newer version of the movie Snow White.  I remember watching the wicked queen (disguised as a little old lady) give Snow White the apple and there was that moment where Snow White goes towards the apple very slowly.  We all know that she shouldn't eat it, but she's headed that way, and we're like, "Don't do it!!" And we feel nervous and anxious for her.  But what about the anxiety the wicked queen feels?  Here she has this evil apple, and she has this really bad plan, but can you imagine how nervous she is as she watches Snow White make this really slow decision? The queen is dealing with all of the anxiety that goes with that situation, and that's stressful!

Recently, I had an experience where I felt like I could relate to the queen.  I made my baby a smoothie that was disguised as a nice drink but I had slipped some kale, and other healthy stuff in it. As I watched her slowly bring the cup to her mouth, contemplating if she was going to go for it, on the verge of a sip, I felt anxiousness, and probably a little bit of what the queen was going through with that apple.  I had put a lot of work into this, and I was practically saying "Go on Dearie, that's it!" And she took the sip and I was like, "Ha ha ha!" But that's where the similarities between the wicked queen and me end, except for the scraggly hair she has while in disguise (in that area we are identical twins separated at birth).  But I cannot relate to her evil intentions.  I disguise my drinks to make my daughter healthy, and to give her crazy looking green mustaches (seriously my smoothies are like glue!  I could totally be the makeup artist for the Got Milk ads.).

But you know who I can really relate to?  Sneezy!  Recently, I got really sick and I did not sneeze at all, but I coughed all the time and those are basically the same things.  And I can relate to Snow White a little, because, I like her sense of style (love her dress).  And also, she wears those pretty bows.  And when I was little, I wore bows a few times.  And, true story, one time my best friend came to school with a ribbon wrapped under her chin tied in a bow on top of her head.  When I saw her I let her know that the ribbon doesn't go under the chin.  I helped her out.  And I think that's the kind of friend Snow White would be.