6/13-6/14
Word to the wise for all the parents out there with more than one child…going to the movies with more than one child under the age of 5 without your spouse is an equation for disaster, exhaustion, and frustration. So I wasn’t completely alone when I took my kids to see UP this Saturday. My sister was with us, but honestly she sometimes makes me more anxious and flustered over stuff than I would be alone. Exhibit A; as I am shuffling for my phone she is rushing me to catch up and push the gi-normous stroller that I should have left in the car. Results of this impatience, and my anxiety; I lose the 4 tickets that I bought the day before for a mere $26! That meant spending another $37 on new tickets! Fine, my kids were so stressed that I would turn around and not let them see the movie, and I just couldn’t do that to them so I forked over the cash. Never mind the fury that built up as I noticed the girl next to me buying movie passes with 4 discount tickets identical to the ones I had lost. Knowing that anyone could pre-buy tickets like that, and being past the point of confrontation especially in front of my kids, I ignored the suspicion and we made our way into the theatre. She took the girls to the potty hoping to avoid mid viewing bathroom runs, and I stood in line to buy popcorn and soda. Ok and Raisinets. We made our way to the movie and because of the huge stroller, we had to sit in the lower level, you know the level at which you are forced to look up, and occasionally scan left and right the entire time to see what is going on. That was a minor inconvenience next to that which we had already endured just to get there. The short film started, and I gotta say Disney-Pixar does an excellent job with those things…no words, yet you know exactly what is going on! It was super cute; I won’t spoil it for those of you who have yet to go see it. The problem was that once it was over, girl number 3 thought it was time to go, because the movie was obviously over. It took some convincing for her to believe that the movie we came to see was only just starting. After readjusting her in a seat obviously not meant for children her age, I was hopeful that we would be done with any other outburst for the remainder of the film. I was wrong. She was up and down, and talking in her ‘outside’ voice about how she was ready to go home. He has had to leave the movies before halfway through and I refused to go there. She sat with me, pretending she was so bored that she wanted to take a nap. That was fine with me as long as she was quiet and still. It didn’t last long, apparently the Capri Sun juice was too much for her little bladder and we had to make a bathroom break. Luckily that was the last disturbance to our viewing pleasure, and that of some of the audience as well I am sure. All-in- all, the movie was great, and I was happy that we had been able to get through the whole thing with smiles. It was after the film that I think I pushed my luck, and while I won’t go into the heinous details of shopping disasters, and ice cream melt downs, I will say that for children of their age are capable of only one lengthy good behavior activity at a time. I failed to consider the fact that they had been required to sit quietly for almost two hours straight, and then I require them to sit through my sale shopping time just as quietly; shame on me. I know. I was just glad that it was a Saturday, giving me Sunday to recoup. I was able to come away with the Tribe Called Quest LP, The Low End Theory (when did Urban Outfitters start selling vinyl?) and a pair of $5 high-waist crops! It’s like they say, all’s well that ends well.
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