Those of you with daughters know how big Disney Princesses are. Little girls worship them, dress like them and want to be like them. Whenever they have play dates they bust out their Disney Princess garb and walk around like a group of princess street thugs flashing gang signs at each other. “Yo Ariel, wanna score some juice box?!”
I personally have a love hate relationship with the princesses. I understand little girls love them, but I don’t think they are necessarily the best role models. First of all they are drawn physically perfect, and usually need a prince to rescue them. Plus as a father I would rather have them idolize women like their mother than some cartoon hoochie with big boobs. Molly is smart, successful and now a cancer survivor.
Every few years Disney introduces a new princess and Frozen was the hit princess movie of last Christmas. Frozen was huge among little girls, ours included. When it won an Academy Award, they danced around the living room like their team had just won the Superbowl. We watched the movie three times in the theater, and even went to a Frozen karaoke birthday party. I loved Frozen, besides having catchy tunes it was about a bond between two sisters and not marrying a handsome prince.
For our family Frozen’s release had a perfect timing. It came out around the same time Molly was diagnosed with Cancer, and a welcoming distraction for us. We all went to see it together and the girls were hooked. For Christmas they wanted all Frozen stuff which due to Disney’s miscalculation was impossible to find. My aunt found one lone backpack on Ebay for Dillan. Like I said it was a welcome distraction for the girls as it was not our best Christmas.
This was all great until I download the soundtrack. I have many videos of Dillan singing out of tune to Elsa and Anna. If the girls had a bad day at school a couple of hits of “Let it Go” in the car ride home fixed all problems. But just like Christmas music in December, it got old. It got to a point that the play count on my iTunes was up to 350 times for some of the songs on the soundtrack. I would inadvertently start singing the songs at work and having dreams about it. I almost had to seek therapy for it but thank God eventually the girls got tired of it. I was relieved because if I hear “In Summer” one more time I will reach through the television and hand Olaf a blow dryer!