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Sunday, November 29, 2009

FORSIGHT

Yesterday after we got all of Christmas up around the house, I decided I would take the kids to see a movie. The movie of my choice? Old Dogs. Last week a friend of mine mentioned taking some kids (younger than mine) to go see it and I thought, 'what's that about? I don't remember seeing a new kids movie coming out with that title'. It turns out she took them to see something else but I never asked why she changed her mind. So, I got online and read the Christian review of the movie. It was PG but it was a Disney movie and from the quick once over of the review, I thought it was palatable for me and the kids.

Here's the part that stuck out at me on the review.....
Back in the day, when I was about 7, I used to schedule my weekend around a show called The Wonderful World of Disney. It was stocked with middling children’s movies that, for an adult, were painfully predictable. But they induced plenty of giggles in kids like me. Among them: The Cat From Outer Space, The Shaggy D.A., Herbie Goes to the Republic of Andorra.
Old Dogs reminds me, for better or worse, of The Wonderful World of Disney.


So, we enter the theatre about 5 minutes before the movie started. I got the kids situated and went down to get popcorn and drinks (Isn't that the whole reason you go to the movies?). So, there we were all settled in, Calli is cuddled in her blanket, Colson is slurping his icee and I'm slamming down my popcorn when the movie starts. After the first 5 minutes, something triggered my mind that maybe I didn't read the review very good. As I looked around there was not one other kid in the movie. I turn to Calli and say "Calli, I'm not sure we should be in this movie." She immediately says "I told you Mom. I don't think this is a kids movie". My skills in tuning out must be mastered because I vaguely remember the conversation. So she says "It's ok right now let's see if something bad happens." At the next scene Robin Williams strips down to his underwear while a good looking blonde prepares to give him a spray tan and Calli grabs her stuff and says "Yea, let's go...we can't watch this". Of course I was already halfway down the aisle with the rest of our stuff agreeing all the way with Calli. What did Colson do? He walked as slow as he could trying to whisper NOOOOOO.

I wonder who I have to worry about in my future years???

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