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July 15, 2008 - Erin O'Neill
A few weeks ago, some friends, my sister, my dad and I took our children to the movies after weeks of my daughter pleading to see “Kung Fu Panda.” (Thanks a lot McDonald's)
Every day she would ask, “Are we going to Kung Fu Panda now?” And every day I would reply “In a few days.”
Well the day finally came and the stars were in alignment. There was one seasoned professional in the group of toddlers and preschoolers but the other three children were newbies.
I expected the worst and prepared for an all out battle. My sister and I drove separately in case one of us needed to make an emergency get-away; we bought popcorn and packed toys and explained that the lights would go out and it would be pretty loud.
Much to my delight, the kids were perfectly well-behaved and really seemed to enjoy themselves. I had heard nightmare stories and read other blogs about screaming tots at the movies … and the people who hate them.
It really turned out to be an enjoyable experience, a real milestone in my family of movie buffs.
Oh, all except the part where my daughter decided to blurt out her first curse word at one particularly silent part of the movie. It wasn’t one of the terrible ones. It was a two word phrase starting with “D” and ending with “It.”
Where she picked it up is probably a blog for another time...
The whole scenario really couldn’t have been scripted any better, though. My sister and I turned to each other in the darkness, trying not to laugh and both at the same time said “We don’t say that word.” But the chuckles came nonetheless.
It was an experience I wouldn’t change for the world! Except maybe to see something without Jack Black.
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