I told my granddaughter yesterday I didn't feel like shopping, after her request to go to a toy store that has Petshop toys, which she collects. I suggested a movie or museum. She thought about it long and hard, partially because I never refuse her plan for the day. She has an audition this afternoon for a musical about the Adams Family, so she asked if we could watch the movie, so she could get an idea what the Adams Family was. So that is what we did. Then she practiced piano and did her homework, and we looked at dog videos for the remainder of the time. I felt proud of myself for sticking to my intention and prouder still of her for graciously and tactfully adjusting to the new plan.
At the end of our time, she showed me a singer she loves, Melanie Martinez, and kept saying she had some bad words and acting nervous. She's what I'd call a Goth-Twilight-Buffy kind of gal, with scary videos and lots of wigs and makeup and omninous lighting and scenes. Erotic too with a boy in a bathtub. Now I'm trying to decide whether to tell this to her parents. She is 10 going on 16. Someone ought to comment on what is behind the lure this singer is throwing out for preteens. Should it be me? I'm going to have to decide whether to tell her mom. It's disturbing, but I remember my older daughter loving Flowers in the Attic and both daughters adoring Buffy. Maybe there is something I don't get about this whole vampire, bloody, allure. My daughters turned out fine. But they did not have UTube or computers with access to music videos like this. Now my granddaughter has an IPad Mini, and what does that allow her to see? It's a strange new world that I don't understand.
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