Sarah however, was thrilled with that choice and therefore, so was I. On the way to the theater she kept happily shouting "Bob!" and beaming. She lit up even more when she got some "CORN!!!" to eat during the movie. Of course the concession seller did the big up sale routine, "for only 80 cents more you can get THIS size popcorn! How about a drink? Candy?" I think I may have quietly growled out loud because he stopped instantly. My Sarah is 2 for heaven sake. How much can one tiny little person eat?
We both had a fabulous time watching Sponge Bob and his friends save Bikini Bottom from self destruction when the famous recipe for Krabby Patties got stolen. The very very best parts were when we both thought something was funny at the same time and she'd turn to me and we'd laugh even harder. I got a delightful rest part of the time too by spreading out a napkin for a pillow and resting my eyes, ahhh. We danced in our seats when the music was right, she is a fantastic dancer. It was a win. (We were 25 minutes late because the movie times changed and oh, sweet providence, what a bonus that turned out to be.) In that vein, I'd like to recommend "The Box Trolls" or "Mr. Peabody and Sherman" over Sponge Bob.
After we finally left the theater, my little friend led me to the opening credits of "50 Shades of Grey" and "Jupiter Ascending." We both loved the opening music to 50 Shades and enjoyed dancing in the aisle as no one was there. We'd have danced had been anyone else there anyway if we hadn't been trying to be inconspicuous. I found Jupiter to be ok but Sarah thought the monster fight was a bit too much.
The very best part of the whole day was after we got home. I got Sarah a dish of frozen peaches, her current favorite food, (thank you Lisa for the great inspiration) and read her a story in her room. Halfway through the story, she insisted that we needed a blanket out of her bed in order to continue; so, I got up and got one. After we snuggled back in, she said giggling, "thanks, you are a great mom!" OHHHHH nothing makes a mom feel light as air as a compliment from her small child.
In order to be completely honest about our outing, I must admit the whole story. We stopped at Rite Aid on our way home to and find Dad some outdoor slip on shoes. This brilliant idea ended up with no shoes and Sarah crying hysterically while running out of the store with a ball that I would not buy clutched in her tiny hand. I managed to catch her before she reached the parking lot luckily and then returned to the store holding a thrashing child in one hand and the stolen ball in the other. The cashier actually apologized to me.
Oh my.
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