Along with the rest of the country, we went looking for some indoor entertainment as relief from Heat Wave 2011 this weekend. And, I think we might have turned a corner in the way of movies. We made it all the way through a feature film in the theatre with both girls. Only A.A. Milne could do it, but I think it’s safe to say that Winnie the Pooh redeemed the Toy Story 3 experience of last summer.
After we spent a good deal of time talking about how it was going to be dark and loud but still totally fun, both girls agreed to give the matinee a shot. I thought the previews and the Toddler’s incessant questioning {and squirming} would never end, but at long last the real movie started. And, despite their very loud commentary and the Toddler’s occasional need to be reassured that it would be best if we all stayed in the theatre, it went pretty well. At least, they found it entertaining.
This is the Toddler during the previews, which she insisted were “way too loud”…
And, this is the Preschooler before we discovered the booster seats in the hallway that solved the problem of her seat folding up on her…
About half way through the movie the Preschooler leaned over to me and asked, “What’s Daddy doing?” And, this is when I looked over to see the Spouse with his head tilted over {literally hanging in the aisle} and snoring {very audibly}. Granted, the plot line was a little slow-moving and perhaps predictable. But, the whole film was only 70 minutes long. The Spouse would argue that it was 60 minutes too long. Now, I’m not saying it’s an Oscar-contender or anything, but it was cute in a Winnie the Pooh kind of way. Maybe next time I’ll let him pick the movie…
The other highlight of the weekend was the Preschooler’s mastery of a new skill. The hula hoop.
The Spouse says this marks a real turning point for him in his adult life because for the first time he has had to accept that one of his children can do something he can’t do. The Preschooler can now out hula-hoop him with ease. And, she’s pretty proud of that accomplishment. Unfortunately, she’s not humble. In fact, she told us that she was telling a little girl at church today that she thought she was the best hula-hooper in the world. And, the girl told her that Jesus was the greatest at everything, so he was a better hula-hooper. To which the Preschooler replied,
“Well, Jesus probably didn’t even have a hula-hoop, so I’m still the greatest.”
Oh, dear.
My guess would be that Jesus probably did not, in fact, have a hula hoop available to him during his life and ministry. But, if he did, I imagine that he would have been quite the master hula-hooper. Tricks and all. If he wanted to be. So, maybe we need to work on balancing our excitement over learning new skills with a small dose of humility this week…
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