The Princess Bride

My kids are completely smitten with the movie The Princess Bride. It’s one of my favorite movies, and I find myself regularly thinking that each scene is the one I like best.

When Sylvia reads books or watches movies or sees a picture, she immediately identifies who she is and who others are.  For example, while reading Good Night Moon, she’ll interrupt right away to point out that she’s the little bunny and I’m the mommy bunny and Andrew’s the kitty and Daddy is the mouse.

So while watching The Princess Bride, a running dialogue from the kids is who is who.  Andrew is Wesley…the man in black.

And in the opening sequence when Buttercup comes in riding a horse, Sylvia yells out, “There you, Mommy!”

I’m often surprised that Sylv has given me the role of Buttercup.  After all, she becomes a princess and wears beautiful dresses.

But yet, I’m consistently given the Buttercup role.

So now you’re wondering who Sylvia says she is.  Here it is:

Humperdink

It cracks me up each time.  “There I am!  Humperdink!”

Andrew’s favorite scenes (based on how many times he rewinds and re-watches them) are split between this one:

and this one:

When I asked her what her favorite scene was, she told me it was when “the little guy” says, “really?”

I’m gratified to know that while my little girl nurtures some serious princess-y affections that she mixes it up now and then:)

Speaking of which, I saw this book, Cinderella Ate My Daughter: Dispatches from the front line of the new girly-girl culture, and right away I’ve put it on reserve from the library (although I’m #80 on the list, so it may be a while).  It sounds like a funny book much-needed book.  Here’s a quote I found:

I mean pink is just a color, but it’s a small slice of the rainbow and it comes to represent this little box that gets tighter and tighter around girls that tells them that girlhood is defined by makeovers at four years old and princesses and being the fairest and ultimately the hottest of them all.