In the latest penguin related identity crisis, and almost directly quoting Happy Feet aka The Reason My Child Thinks She Is A Penguin, all week all I've heard is
"What's up with her feet and the way she is walking?"
Miss V has decided to walk like a penguin. As in, take a look at how penguins waddle and how they hold their flippers next to their body, and that is what my two year old now walks like.
But it doesn't stop there.
She's also turned herself into a one toddler version of the cast of STOMP! with Happy Feet to the extreme. And when I say extreme, I mean extreme. Any surface is acceptable to tap dance on, including the wall next to her cot while she lies on her back (and while I'm in the bath of course). We tap dance when we're happy, we tap dance when we're bored, we tap dance when we're annoyed, we tap dance just because we can.
I'd like to impose a Happy Feet ban, but I just don't have the heart to do so.
And hey, it's better than her belting out a touching rendition of a medley of Jesus Christ Superstar songs at the top of her lungs at 2am, while getting super passionate about 'people who are hungry, people who are starving' mattering more than Jesus's "pepe" (feet) and head (see the lyrics to Everything's Alright to 'get' that reference).
But oh for a normal life sometimes...
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