- blogging about my book
- cleaning kitchen
- more reading, reading, reading...
- making dough for challah and cinnamon rolls
- having a splendid time seeing Tangled with my lovely mother
- coming home to bake my breads
- eating cinnamon roll
- next up - more reading!
Yes. Anyways. I don't want to make a huge deal of that, since the repressive "mother" was a actually a witch, and not Rapunzel's mother at all. And real stay-at-home daughters are rarely locked inside their houses! Home is base of operations, not a pretty prison like poor Rapunzel had. But Rapunzel thought she was running away from home, from her mother, and even though she clearly felt wrong about it some of the time, it might need more discussion with little kids.
Otherwise I liked it very much. Aside from the above possible problematic interpretation, it's a classic story of a girl who longs to see the beautiful, wonderful things in the world, has adventures, falls in love, and eventually discovers she's a princess and has a family much better than her vain, fake, lying kidnapper.
I suppose it's a bit like we Christians, when we find we're royalty and children of God. How can we go on living the same way once that's clear, and continue to submit to our old tyrants of safety and comfort and sin? And perhaps even non-Christians suspect there's more to life than meets the eye, that greater powers are at work "outside the tower," beyond what they can see and touch.
If only we could get out and see the flying lanterns! They can't be just stars. We have a feeling they mean something.
Alright, enough rambling. Good review here. Have a lovely Saturday!
P.S. The horse was tremendous.
P.P.S. I really shouldn't do two posts in one day, especially when I have such trouble doing even semi-weekly posts. This is not a regular thing. End of public service announcement.