Do you think your life wouldn’t seem to so bad if it were a musical? I mean, for some reason I have Little Shop of Horrors in my head and somehow life with kids doesn’t seem so bad. Let’s see, the constant need to be fed….. check! The constant demands…check! The mischieviousness….check! The insistence on draining me dry…..check! The unappreciativeness….check! Seriously, if the plant were a human, it would be one of my kids. But, add some catchy songs and the seriousness goes away. You find yourself singing along through the chaos. Perhaps when I clean next week, I should pop on some musical soundtracks or some music from the 50s and 60s. I may turn on my inner domestic goddess who has been in hiding. If you life were a musical, what would it be?