Anyhow, so yesterday we went to the 11am showing of The Lion King (not the 3D version). Baby A and LePapa came with us so that I could nurse A just before the movie started. D munched on popcorn while I breastfed. "My work is to pick up the popcorn if it falls on the floor and eat it!" she told us. A and his papa went to wander around for a while and D and I went into the theatre. I thought D might be alarmed by the darkness or by the loud sound, but she was unfazed. She was adorable sitting in her big theatre seat, her little body not quite heavy enough to weigh it down properly.
Things that surprised me:
- the amount of popcorn that D ate! I totally should have gotten the medium.
- the number of times that she said, "this movie is too long!"
- how easily I had forgotten that The Lion King actually has a lot of scary scenes and a rather mature plot (i.e. mean uncle guilt trips his nephew into thinking that he's responsible for his father's death). I think a comic princess romance might have been more appropriate
No comments:
Post a Comment