I promised the monkeys I would take them to the park for a picnic if the weather was nice today. We took one step outside and I was pretty sure we would end up in Oz. The wind almost lifted Flynn off his feet and Sophie instinctively hugged a tree. Well that part may be because she always hugs the tree, I dunno.
I put the brave face on and told them we would have to reschedule the picnic date. "NOOOOOOOOO, we have warm clothes on, MOMMMMMMMEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!" Sophie weakly argues. LOL. "Yeah, but warm clothes won't keep your feet on the ground." Besides, by that time I had already sniffed up a killer load of swirling Spring pollen. "HACHOOOOO!!" I am deathy allergic to everything outside.
I devised an alternative plan. Happy Meals and the discount theater. We got Happy Meals and like Black Beard, smuggled the food in my mom purse. We decided on Tangled Because this mom didn't feel she could survive through Yogi Bear. We have already braved that movie and I knew I could at least stand 90 minutes of Cat Herding for it. I love those kids but sometimes you have to draw a line.
We got large Cola Icee and a medium popcorn, and staked or seats out. We got situated in the seats just in time as the lights went down. BOING!!! Flynn lands in my lap as he head butts my face off. This is starting well. We go through the discussion that the main man is named Flynn and that it is not nice to talk because people are watching the movie. (My best friend tried to kick someone's bum once when they dared to talk n the movie. I learned my lesson well.) We re-situate.
15 minutes in Flynn begins minute-to-minute updates about how he wanted to go home. Um, yeah I know. You have told me 37 times since we got here. I had to intercept several floor clinging popcorn molecules from searching lips, situate Sophie 13 or so times, and deal with Flynn's head in my nose but we endured. I was going to be one pissed off momma if I didn't get to see the part where Flynn glows and has lights swirling out of him. I don't know about you, but that gets me every time. Beast got to have glow burst from his body and now Flynn. SOB, awe, ohh, sweet! "Mommy, I wanna go home." That happens 15 more times in the next 10 minutes and finally the credits.
Whew!! We made it. As I open the door to leave, Flynn shouts "NOOOOO, I don't wanna go home!!" WHATEVER!!!
Update: The Shamrock is dead and it only took a week. To my credit, Sophie drowned it. She gets it from me, I guess. I did my first patina and it turned out awesome. Pics tomorrow. I am still holding back tears over Miss Savannah. :(
I put the brave face on and told them we would have to reschedule the picnic date. "NOOOOOOOOO, we have warm clothes on, MOMMMMMMMEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!" Sophie weakly argues. LOL. "Yeah, but warm clothes won't keep your feet on the ground." Besides, by that time I had already sniffed up a killer load of swirling Spring pollen. "HACHOOOOO!!" I am deathy allergic to everything outside.
I devised an alternative plan. Happy Meals and the discount theater. We got Happy Meals and like Black Beard, smuggled the food in my mom purse. We decided on Tangled Because this mom didn't feel she could survive through Yogi Bear. We have already braved that movie and I knew I could at least stand 90 minutes of Cat Herding for it. I love those kids but sometimes you have to draw a line.
We got large Cola Icee and a medium popcorn, and staked or seats out. We got situated in the seats just in time as the lights went down. BOING!!! Flynn lands in my lap as he head butts my face off. This is starting well. We go through the discussion that the main man is named Flynn and that it is not nice to talk because people are watching the movie. (My best friend tried to kick someone's bum once when they dared to talk n the movie. I learned my lesson well.) We re-situate.
15 minutes in Flynn begins minute-to-minute updates about how he wanted to go home. Um, yeah I know. You have told me 37 times since we got here. I had to intercept several floor clinging popcorn molecules from searching lips, situate Sophie 13 or so times, and deal with Flynn's head in my nose but we endured. I was going to be one pissed off momma if I didn't get to see the part where Flynn glows and has lights swirling out of him. I don't know about you, but that gets me every time. Beast got to have glow burst from his body and now Flynn. SOB, awe, ohh, sweet! "Mommy, I wanna go home." That happens 15 more times in the next 10 minutes and finally the credits.
Whew!! We made it. As I open the door to leave, Flynn shouts "NOOOOO, I don't wanna go home!!" WHATEVER!!!
Update: The Shamrock is dead and it only took a week. To my credit, Sophie drowned it. She gets it from me, I guess. I did my first patina and it turned out awesome. Pics tomorrow. I am still holding back tears over Miss Savannah. :(
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