One of my friends on Facebook posted this video today:
Nothing in this world can make me feel more worn out than a Veggie Tales song. The super fast lyrics, Larry’s voice (the others do it, too, but Larry’s voice is tattooed on my brain), the nonsensical words that are really funny. Exhausted, I tell ya.
Why? Because my kids were toddlers/preschoolers when the whole Veggie Tales fascination was full force in our house. And those were weary-Mom days. I had a little boy intent on establishing his dominance on a daily basis. And a little girl who was, well, less intense than her brother. Add to that a crazy busy life and a husband who wasn’t around much due to his work schedule. Bone-numbing exhaustion.
I’ll tell you how bad the fatigue got. And I promise this is not an exaggeration – I even sadly admitted it to my husband one particularly difficult day. First, I’ll post a picture:
Those of you who are of a certain age will remember Larry in “The Pirates Who Don’t Do Anything.” Sadly, the release of this video happened during the time I thought goatees were pretty hot (Lord, forgive me). I was so exhausted that Larry started looking pretty good to me.
I can’t believe I just typed that.
But what can I say? It’s the honest truth about how “close to the edge” I was during that phase of my and the children’s life. Thank goodness that chapter is closed. Had it not, Lord only knows where my mind would have gone with Scooby-Doo’s Shaggy and his facial hair . . . .