We were watching the Bucs getting slaughtered by Jonathan Stewart and the Carolina Panthers yesterday when a commercial came on.
Claudia said “Oh I know that song! It is The Dance of the Sugar Plum Fairy! I love this song.
I beamed at my brilliant child for knowing her classical pieces. “Very Good, Claudia!” I exclaimed. “You are exactly right. It is The Dance of the Sugar Plum Fairy from The Nutcracker by Tchaikovsky.”
Then out of nowhere the boy piped up.
“I hate this song!”
I said “Why, Ian? This is a beautiful piece.”
“Because it is about fairies. I hate fairies. Fairies are for girls.”
“This song is for everyone Ian. Not just girls, a boy wrote it.”
Ian said “No, Tchaikovsky is a girl.”
“Peter Ilyich Tchaikovsky was a boy. He wrote the Nutcracker and a bunch of other music that isn’t about fairies.”
“Well, I HATE ALL FAIRIES!” he said.
Then Claudia said “Even the ones that give you money?”
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Ian and I both looked at her like she was insane.
“The fairies that give you money?” I asked.
“Duh. The Tooth Fairy.” she said.
Then she ranted for a while about the tooth fairy while I tried to reconcile Sugar Plum and Tooth Fairies and Hoggle from Labrynth.
Sometimes I wonder about the myths we tell children and how much we are screwing them up – both the children and the telling of the myths.
My daughter associates fairies with cash.
My son thinks boys can’t listen to Tchaikovsky because she only writes music about girl stuff.
I think I need a nap.
And a book about fairies.