We like to move it, move it! They like to. . .MOVE IT!
If you have children under the age of 10, those lyrics immediately bring choruses from the children's movie, Madagascar. Tonight, we went as a family to watch the encore to Madagascar in the theaters.
The boys' school sponsors an occasional family evening at the movies where we pay $6 a person and we get a movie, popcorn, and a drink. So, I always jump at the chance for some cheap entertainment.
We rushed home from school and work together to gulp down dinner, scurry through homework, and dash to the movies.
Immediately upon entering the theaters, the boys stated, "Can we go sit up in front with our friends?" Of course, I obliged them but silently pondered how they grew up so fast that sitting in the dark no longer scared them? Hanging out with their buddies was vastly more important than a little family time. They moved three rows up and plopped next to a classmate.
Evan, not sure of where he fit, decided to sit one row ahead of us: by himself? I kept asking him if he wanted to move back with me, and he said, "The boys aren't there." Eventually, I coerced him to at least sit next to Andrew and Brendan so I didn't feel awkward about him sitting all alone in a dark theater.
So, Chris and I got an evening movie show sitting by ourselves watching cartoon characters act silly. The movie was entertaining. It was hilarious to watch the boys with the heads bopping in time to the music. Never as good as the original, Madagascar was still a great family movie.
I took solace in the fact that at the end of the night, mom and dad were still the people the boys sought out. I mean, how else would they get home?
2 comments:
See, you are still needed! For at least another 7.5 years. :)
Oh no I think those lyrics are going to be stuck in my had for at least a week now! :)
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