My friend Sue, of Graceful Kate, took her oldest daughter to see the Wicked musical last year. Their excitement trickled down, and now her youngest (MG’s age) really likes Wicked. I thought that was cool, because I had read and enjoyed the book Wicked: The Life and Times of the Wicked Witch of the West. I want to bring the family to see the show on Broadway, but unless it starts raining money, that’s unlikely right now.

The last couple times we were with Sue and her family, MG and LG were hanging out with her youngest, listening to the Wicked Soundtrack and looking through various books related to the musical.

I picked up a copy of the Wicked Soundtrack on sale, and the girls started listening to it.

Over and over and over and over and over… Is it better than listening to Raffi? yep. But this is proof that even a good thing can be overdone. They aren’t interested in Audiobooks, they just want to listen to the Wicked Soundtrack. One sign it may have gone over the edge was when they were taking over my laptop to find YouTube videos of Wicked.

Or maybe when we got green makeup to turn people into Elphaba

Perhaps it was when 4 year old LG figured out the motions, and will sing the whole Wicked Soundtrack – in different voices and poses, even.

Now the three of them fight over who gets to sing Galinda, and who gets to sing Elphaba… The third person gets to be everyone else.

They also write their journal entries about Wicked. BG – “Everyone thinks Elphaba is bad because of her skin color. That’s wrong” (edited for spelling clarity)

Today, I think it went over the edge into obsession: LG performed the musical using Littlest Pet Shop figures, with MG as the audience.

Shudder