Sing Along Wizard of Oz

Today the whole family went to see Sing Along Wizard of Oz — basically a digitally remaster showing of The Wizard of Oz with all the words to the all the songs running at the bottom of the screen. They also hand out noise makers, bubbles, etc., which are used at appropriate times (bubbles every time Glenda shows up in her bubble, everyone barks when Toto does, etc.)

Basically it’s like a kiddie version of The Rocky Horror Picture Show. I.e. the sort of thing I could go do about every other weekend. There was a period a couple of years ago where I was watching The Wizard of Oz about every 2-3 days. Between all those times I saw it as a kid, then VHS and now DVD, I’ve probably seen The Wizard of Oz 200+ times, so I’ve got the whole movie memorized at this point. Lisa was also doing her witch cackling — few people are as wicked as she is when she wants to be.

Emma dressed up as Dorothy, complete with ruby shoes and basket with Toto. There were a lot of very creative costumes, including a young boy dressed up as one of the representatives of the Lollypop Guild.

Not a bad way to spend an afernoon.

Words of Wisdom from My Daughter

The other day I took Emma and Colin to visit my grandmother who is currently in her mid-80s. On the ride back, Emma had lots of questions about how and why people die. Specifically, she’s noticed that she has an abundance of grandmothers and great-grandmothers but just a single living grandfather and no great-grandfathers.

She knows that smoking is very unhealthy and was under the impression that people only died when they smoked (she informed me that one of her classmates was going to die because he had smoked a cigarette). So I explained to her that while not smoking, eating healthy, exercise, etc. could certainly make you live longer, that so far nobody knows how to keep people alive forever. Eventually our bodies wear down and we die.

To which she replied — in exactly the same tone of voice I might use when reminding her to stop leaving her toys on the living room floor,

Dad, this dying business has got to stop!

Indeed.