My daughter likes Abba

This was is blatantly pilfered from my other blog that I'm horrible about keeping up. But since it's an Aria story, I thought I'd add it here. Today's likely going to be too busy for any other posts. Enjoy!

Last night (9/14/09), I’m cleaning the bar, and Aria comes running towards me. I think she’s saying “I found a ballerina,” and she has a DVD in her hand. When she gets closer, I realize she’s saying, “I found Momma Mia,” and is, indeed, holding Momma Mia in her hand. I asked her if she liked that movie, and she said, “Yes, I like all the songs in it.” Then she says, “sing Momma Mia, mommy,” and I tell her that I don’t know all the words. So, helpful girl that she is, she says, “‘Momma Mia, here we go again,’ like that mommy.” Music classes soon. Definitely.

Update: We actually ended up watching the movie a few nights later, and Aria became rather upset that the whole movie didn't consist of them singing the song "Momma Mia" over and over again.