Baby C’s favorite new movie is Barbie and the Three Muskateers.
The animation is, well, disturbingly bad, even creepy.
The bastardization of the Alexandre Dumas classic story is, well, not horrible.
I like the fact that Barbie won’t take no for an answer. The fact that everyone tells her she can’t become a Muskateer does not stop her or her friends. Believe me, the last thing Baby C needs is lessons from Barbie on sass and spunk!
Baby C eats it up with a spoon.
She plays with her Lego sword and says pithy things like, “En guarde!” and
“All for one, and one for all!”
Quite by accident, I bought her these sassy little boots.
Grand Master H dubbed them “Muskateer Boots.”
Baby C was off to the races.
Now if I could just get her to wear clothes with them.