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On a lighter note, we just finished watching The Princess Bride.
When Daniel was very small, my mom bought him Mulan (no, this is not a complete non sequitur). It was his first non-Teletubbies movie, and he loved it to death. He always, always wanted to watch it, and, wonderful as it is, we wanted to crush it under a steamroller after a couple of months.
One weekend morning Daniel woke up at dawn as usual, and Chris took him downstairs so I could sleep in. Chris put in the Mulan tape and prepared to go back to sleep on the couch while Daniel watched his movie. Then Daniel, all big brown eyes and chubby cuteness, said, "Daddy, can you watch my movie with me?"
... and Chris, big wuss that he is, couldn't say no. So they settled in to watch Mulan for about the seventieth time. And about ten minutes into it, Daniel gave a happy sigh and said, "This is a good movie every time!"
And Chris realized that to Daniel, every time was almost like a brand new adventure. He knew Mulan had won in the end the last fifty times; would she win again this time? Would the songs be really good? Would Mushu be really funny? None of that was guaranteed, to Daniel. The world is an unpredictable place when you're only two.
Or when you're almost thirty-four. Something wonderful that always comes through for you is precious, even after childhood. And The Princess Bride is that for me. Every time, the jokes are funny, the expressions are touching, the swordfights are thrilling, and the way the Grandfather says "As you wish" at the end gives me warm fuzzies. And the fact that we can now share it with our kids is icing on the comfortably familiar cake :)
This is the first time we've watched it since my mom died, though, which made it a little sad because she loved it too. She nearly popped a blood vessel laughing the first time she saw the limp!Wesley scenes. We got to that part and I would've given a lot to be able to see her losing it at the rather unheroic hero. Instead, I smiled while Justin cackled and Daniel vibrated in anticipation of the great swordfight between Inigo and Rugen. And that was OK too :)
And now I'm going to bed.
- First, a disturbing one, from
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linaelyn: Voting irregularities. And here's another story on the same topic: Group Cites Electronic Voting Problems. - Then, a couple of unbelievable ones from bear, and oh my, heathers, your profession was going through an ugly phase in the 1970s: Weight Watchers recipe cards from 1974.
Actually, speaking of the seventies, would anybody mind if we just sort of... erased that decade? I know it brought us Jimmy Carter and the Montreal Olympics, but try as I might I can't really think of anything else I'd miss. Bell-bottoms, disco, Watergate, universal supersized afros, the Munich Olympics... help me out here. What's worth keeping? - Certainly not this: Man Food, also from bear.
... thanks? - On the other hand, the current decade has given us this: I Drew This, which, though funny, hits a little too close to home.
On a lighter note, we just finished watching The Princess Bride.
When Daniel was very small, my mom bought him Mulan (no, this is not a complete non sequitur). It was his first non-Teletubbies movie, and he loved it to death. He always, always wanted to watch it, and, wonderful as it is, we wanted to crush it under a steamroller after a couple of months.
One weekend morning Daniel woke up at dawn as usual, and Chris took him downstairs so I could sleep in. Chris put in the Mulan tape and prepared to go back to sleep on the couch while Daniel watched his movie. Then Daniel, all big brown eyes and chubby cuteness, said, "Daddy, can you watch my movie with me?"
... and Chris, big wuss that he is, couldn't say no. So they settled in to watch Mulan for about the seventieth time. And about ten minutes into it, Daniel gave a happy sigh and said, "This is a good movie every time!"
And Chris realized that to Daniel, every time was almost like a brand new adventure. He knew Mulan had won in the end the last fifty times; would she win again this time? Would the songs be really good? Would Mushu be really funny? None of that was guaranteed, to Daniel. The world is an unpredictable place when you're only two.
Or when you're almost thirty-four. Something wonderful that always comes through for you is precious, even after childhood. And The Princess Bride is that for me. Every time, the jokes are funny, the expressions are touching, the swordfights are thrilling, and the way the Grandfather says "As you wish" at the end gives me warm fuzzies. And the fact that we can now share it with our kids is icing on the comfortably familiar cake :)
This is the first time we've watched it since my mom died, though, which made it a little sad because she loved it too. She nearly popped a blood vessel laughing the first time she saw the limp!Wesley scenes. We got to that part and I would've given a lot to be able to see her losing it at the rather unheroic hero. Instead, I smiled while Justin cackled and Daniel vibrated in anticipation of the great swordfight between Inigo and Rugen. And that was OK too :)
And now I'm going to bed.
