Little Girl did not have a good afternoon. She has half days all week, so she has extra time to be pouty if she doesn’t get to do what she wants, as she did not today. I’m sorry. The life of a kid whose mom works out of the home is sooo rough. Sometimes we cannot spend the rest of the day at the zoo or on playdates.

Today, we had to scurry to Costco to pick up a prescription and a couple of other errands, pick up her sister, get ready for CCD. “We’re always busy!” she complained this afternoon. “We never do anything exciting for me!”

While trying to get this Veggie Tales DVD (Robin Good and His Not-So-Merry-Men) to work, she had a complete meltdown. There was sound, but no picture. She began sobbing so hysterically my husband refused to take her to CCD. (This was the second or third meltdown of the afternoon).

Lately, she’s been melting down more easily. Part of it has to do with her never-ending battle of the allergies, which often leave her cranky and with a runny nose; part of it has to do with her still missing her aunt, who died before Christmas. I try to be sensitive to her, but if she had her way she would have all her friends over all the time and I would have no food or any of my prescriptions.

I discovered why the DVD player wouldn’t work (the metal piece of the video input actually broke off the wire and got stuck forever inside the TV), so then I set her up to watch this on a laptop.

We went through the set-up; it refused to auto-play. She wiggled impatiently, and I feared another meltdown, but she held out.

Veggie Tales, if you are unfamiliar, are about talking vegetables who usually re-enact a fable or Biblical story. I admit, I was highly skeptical the first time I saw one of these (I think it was about Jonah) but it was actually kind of entertaining. And they always have a good lesson that the kids seem to enjoy.

As the movie finally began to play, she started to giggle.

She sang along to the Veggie Tales song. She said, “They have no arms, but look! They can shoot arrows!” and kept up a commentary the whole time as I worked nearby in the kitchen.

At the end, she looked up at me and grinned. “That movie actually made me feel better,” she said.

I asked her what she’d learned.

“That it doesn’t matter how bad you feel about your mistakes; God will always love you,” she said.

Recommended.*

 

*Morris-King provided me with a DVD for review.