It was his first time to the theater, you see. And I was worried – all kinds of variables playing out in my mind. He’ll get bored. He’ll want to get down or go out or make a fuss or meltdown. All those worst-case scenarios.
He was amazing. Nary a peep, or a fidget, or a whimper or a whine. He was fabulous the entire time. And fascinated.
Oh, and his parents? Totally and utterly ooey-gooey in love with him all over again. And like two kids ourselves, all excited and bouncing and proud…seeing older kids melting down instead. (sigh, double sigh) The only words he uttered the entire time were “me see Buzz?” to which I said “soon!” And then? Just total amazement and 2-year old rapture at seeing his favorite characters on such a big screen.
Never mind the blurry pics…you get the gist.
I won’t even tell you how AB and I handled the end of the movie. Ok I will. Like a couple of cry-baby criers, that’s how.
Meanwhile? Our little boy is something else.