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First movie experience

I remember the first movie I took Krischan to go see. "Finding Nemo". He lasted through a half hour of it. The first one he lasted through was "Shrek 2".

Jakob's first movie was "How to Train Your Dragon" Even now he loves that movie and could watch it over and over again.

Today I took Kadence to see her first movie. I was either brave, insane, or stupid. I will go with insane since I dealt with so much screaming today that I am pretty sure I will be deaf by nightfall.

To keep myself from running out of the house this morning screaming, I made the boys sit on their beds until it was time to leave for the dentist...One hour before we actually had to leave. It worked out perfect if I do say so myself, they made the wise decision to look at books together.

At the dentist office, Kadence threw a outrageous hissy when Jakob had the nerve to want to look at mommy's phone with her. She was so loud that the dentist actually came out and asked what was going on.

Me casually sitting on the other end of the couch reading about Katherine and Pippa's family secrets in Us Magazine, just shook my head and said she didn't feel like sharing today. He took Jakob back so that he could sit with Krischan and I could deal with little miss screaming hissy. FUN.

And yes, after all that, we took in some quick lunch and then a movie. I know, your thinking after all that screaming I actually wanted to take them to see a movie? All three, by myself?

Winnie the Pooh. 1 hour long and amazingly it was almost perfect. The only thing that would have made it actually perfect is if I got to watch all the movie.

Kadence preferred to watch the movie standing up, then sitting down, then on my lap, so I was more preoccupied with tending to her needs than the screen. Ready to dart out of the theater the moment her mouth opened to let out a high pitch scream. But we made it, and for her first experience, I am happy, insane, but happy.

Finally home I cut myself a rather large piece of brownie, ate it and licked the plate clean. I so deserved that. Now I am going to finish off the pan and lick that clean.

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  1. AnonymousAugust 16, 2011 at 8:50 AM

    Sounds like a pretty zany day. From the dentist, to a movie with kids! That was a pretty hard thing to do, but you did it! Good for ya! Your kids seemed to have fun, both at the dentist's office and at the movies. And you had a brownie too, ha ha!

    -Ed Mcgoldrick

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