Date Night

Since Jonathan and I don't get very much time together, we've made the every-other-Saturday he gets off a mandatory date night. We have to do something together, though it can expand to cover the rest of the family too. Orville Reddenbacher has some boxes with RedBox codes in them, so BAM! popcorn and movie night. We piled the family onto the couch (minus James, who was tired and is still a bit small for this sort of thing) and popped in Toy Story 3. The kids were so excited. Jumping up and down, excited. Squealing like leaky balloons, excited. Yeah.

I highly recommend watching kids' movies with actual kids. It's a whole new experience. Joseph nestled into my arm, as the tension cranked higher, while Elena screamed in terror and squeaked "Oh, no! Daddy! Oh, no!" Just as things looked bleakest, she sobbed"Turn it off, Daddy! Turn it off!" We tried to reassure her, tell her that the toys would be OK, but honestly, neither of us was that sure. When it was all over, she said, "That was a good movie, but I never want to see it again." We'll be buying it in a few months, anyway. Hopefully she'll have forgiven us by then.