Crap, I may have to change my label off to the right from “Tresa worship” to “Fellow Blogger Worship.”
My pal Lisa Russell goes by Mrs. Hannigan on her blog and it hit me last week WHY. She’s the mother of 6 girls. Miss Hannigan ran an orphanage for girls in the movie Annie. I remembered how much I loved the play and the movie Annie. So I put it on hold at the library.
The day it came in I raced to the library, grabbed it, raced home and popped it into the VCR. My kids were entranced by this 23-year-old masterpiece.
I realized that this movie is just another reason why I spoil my kids. You watch a movie about little orphans enough times and you start to feel bad for them. And you worry that your own kids may someday be orphans, so you want them to remember you well.
Another way this movie affected me: I always wanted kids and knew that if I could not deliver them myself or adopt, I would damn well grab all the foster kids and orphans The State would let me have and take good care of them and love the crud out of them. I’m sure The State would frown on homeschooling and cosleeping, but they’re (The State) not doing much better, so I’d give it a shot anyway.