I’m a mom on-the-go, and aren’t we all? If it wasn’t for my bag, I would probably lose my mind. I work out of the home for 3.5 hours a day, so between leaving my house, going to my mom’s, going to work, frequent trips to my gram’s, running errands on my way home from work, trips to the park and everywhere we go in between, I like to be prepared. And by like, I mean need, because when you have kiddos, their needs are priority, often urgent, and can make the difference between a total melt down and a successful day out.
I don’t like to use the term diaper bag because for one, in my mind, when I picture a traditional diaper bag, it’s not cute – and my bags are not only extremely stylish but are for way more than diapers. My bag serves as my purse and work bag that happens to store child essentials at the same time.
Since its summer trailer teaser, I’ve been waiting anxiously for more details on the 2017 adaptation of the Disney animated tale, Beauty and the Beast, starring Emma Watson and co-starring Dan Stevens (Downton Abbey) as the Beast and Luke Evans (The Hobbit) as Gaston. Set to release on March 17, 2017, this classic story takes a much-needed modern turn by giving the leading lady more substance, updating the original costumes, and filming on a UK-based set .
In an interview with Entertainment Weekly, Emma Watson explains that since Belle was never really given a backstory in the animated movie, it only made sense to give her more dimension and an explanation as to why she never quite fit in, “other than she liked books. Also what is she doing with her time?’ So, we created a backstory for her, which was that she had invented a kind of washing machine, so that, instead of doing laundry, she could sit and use that time to read instead. So, yeah, we made Belle an inventor.”
“MOMMA, MOMMA, MOMMAAAAAA, chooooooose.” (Pulling with all her 21-month-old might at my hand, which I must admit, is strong enough to move me.)
“What! What! What?!” (Trying fervently to strap shoes on a thrashing toddler as she tries to rip them off.)
At this point, all hell breaks loose, I lose my patience, feel guilty for wanting to just yell SHUT UP (a term I was raised is as serious as swearing and is a huge no-no), and the whining toddler is now inconsolable.