It happens very rarely and maybe that is the case because we have two boys, but whenever we come across any mention of the classic fairy tales I am taken a back. I guess it has more to do with the huge amount of media choices available to today’s kids rather than a conscience choice by The Mommy and me. When I was a young lad I feel like I knew the Grimms really well. Snow White, Cinderella, Sleeping Beauty, Little Red Riding Hood, the Princess and the Pea. Sure LTD has a passing familiarly with the main big ones, Three Little Pigs and Goldilocks, but we don’t dwell on them. I guess if I had Star Wars and Superman at my finger tips when I was little I too wouldn’t care about Billy Goats. However, it does feel weird almost as if tales like Snow White are required and we are some how failing some parenting test. On the other hand, I doubt the boys are really waiting for Prince Charming so maybe this is all in my head.