Around here, "sensitive soul" is nice-talk for scairdy-cat. As in, our girls have sensitive souls.
As in, Kiddo plugs her ears when Barney (the purple dinosaur) tells the story of Little Red Riding Hood, because the part with the wolf will scare her.
As in, Babs literally jumped into my arms twice last night as we tried to watch Cinderella, the Disney version, the ONLY princess movie Kiddo will watch because it's the only one she doesn't find scary. (Although, I believe last night, when she watched it for the first time in eight or nine months, she found some of it overly intense.)
As in, we love Rapunzel, but will not watch the movie, because it is too scary.
As in, 3 years of Kiddo being desperately afraid of the Muppets.
There are so many great movies that we can't watch with our kids. Or at least not yet. I try to remind myself that they will grow up, they will not always be scared of these things.
And then we can start to tease them about it...
