Diaper Ninja, or Why Life is a Musical

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Maybe our life isn’t as polished as the “twirling on a mountaintop” kind of musical we’ve all grown accustomed to, but it’s a musical none the less. Imagine if Quentin Tarantino did a musical. It’s like that. Loud with lots of blood.

Case in point: My daughter just performed a rousing rendition of “God Save the Queen,” only she went method and sang it as if she were a cat. Lots of meows. Lots and lots of meows.

Case in point number two: My son likes to put a night time pull-up over his head and pretend he’s a “Diaper Ninja.” Then he gets the Swiffer and runs around the house smacking imaginary ants before they can get to his sister. But he sings and dances to Mumford and Sons while he does it, so the whole scene takes on a sort of West Side Story meets Power Rangers vibe that’s really sort of sweet if you can get past the disturbing Diaper Ninja imagery and ant brutality.

So yeah, life is like that kind of musical. Good thing we’re in the world’s greatest Preschool Garage Band, Toots and the McGoots and have the raw talent and creativity to mold this chaos into a work of art that will stand the test of time.

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2 thoughts on “Diaper Ninja, or Why Life is a Musical

  1. Oh, I just loved this. My daughter, too, used to enjoy “going method” and meowing songs when she was younger. It brought back memories. Thanks!

    Might I suggest putting a little cleanser on the Swiffer prior to his nighttime ant hunt? You’d kill two birds with one stone there, my friend, two birds. And don’t crank on about child labor. Children were given to us so that they could help us clean. It’s a fact. I think it’s even in The Bible.

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