On Saturday, we took Bird to see Kung Fu Panda in the theater. It was his second movie-going experience, and he thoroughly enjoyed himself. The theater we patronize has excellent popcorn and several seats that are extra wide - meant, I am sure, for extra-large or disabled customers, but perfect for a mother and her little boy to sit and snuggle during the film.
We used the extra-wide seat because Bird's not heavy enough to hold down a regular seat on his own (although it is funny to watch him try and end up folded in half for his troubles), and last time (Horton Hears a Who) he ended up in my lap for most of the film. That was lovely, but not terribly comfortable for me. In the wide seat, he could lean against me, sit up straight, or even crawl onto my lap if he wanted. For the most part, he leaned against me.
The movie was fun, but the best part was when, during a slight lull in the action and noise, he said "I love you", eyes glued to the screen, hand buried in his popcorn. Sigh.
We took our 3 year lod to see Kung Fu Panda. The other rugrats also came. Low and behold towards the end of the movie, he wanted to go to the bathroom. I told him to go on his diaper so that we can see the ending. But since he is already a "big boy" he needs to go to the bathroom. Needless to say I missed the ending...Grrrrrr
ReplyDeleteChris, isn't that always the way? Luckily, Bird didn't have to go this time, and last time, we made him try before we went in. It helped that he understood that we can't pause the big movies like we do the ones at home!
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