Do you ever have those days where at the end of it, you feel so drained that you just want to cry? There's no exact reason for the tears, it just feels like it's something you feel like doing.
Call it whacked out hormones, too much Starbucks coffee, a full day with the 2 1/2 year old asking Why and What, or just the fact that it's the right thing to do, but now that the little adorable Baby Boo is sound asleep, I am wiping tears. Actually, what started it was hearing the song, this song.
It brought back memories of when watching the Mickey Mouse Club invoked feelings of warm fuzzies and just pure happiness. My sis and I would wait until the song was over and we'd re-enact the show all over again. No, we couldn't tap dance, but we did try to glue soda caps on the bottoms on our shoes and give it a try. We envisioned being the next Mouseketeers and that too never happened but it was so much fun trying.
It also brought back memories of TV Boo crying every single time the song came on when she was little. We had to turn it off before the introduction because she would go to pieces. I'd ask her why she cried and she'd reply, "Cause I sad." There was just something about the ending of the song that brought that out in her.
But, you know what? Tears are good for the soul. So maybe I'll just let them flow and by tomorrow, I'll be ready to Whack a Mole or lick the beaters or finger paint once again.
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