mamma mia

It's so cold in DC today, too cold to cavort outside, so my daughter suggested we watch Mamma Mia instead. Watching Meryl Streep & Co. cavort in Greece does have a warming effect, as does watching my daughter laugh and sing along to the songs.

There is absolutely nothing beyond Meryl's scope, and I am getting a kick out of my daughter recognizing her in ads or in other movies and shouting "It's mamma mia!"

You go, girls.

"that's what grown-ups do...

...they sleep and sing and eat. And work for their babies and have babies. That's all they do."

All this said while perfecting the dance-along choreography to Meryl Streep in Mamma Mia. I'm finding it hard to argue the point.

Mamma mia, here I go again
My my, how can I resist you?