Another Saturday morning, another movie. Whose life is this?! I guess it’s a happy compromise: we get out of the house, the kids get to experience a bit of American pop culture, and we stay out of the heat.
It feels a bit ridiculous though as I eat a breakfast of nachos and Coke while Josh, who has a will of steel (Steele), keeps to his paleo diet and munches on almonds and black coffee. The cleaner he eats, the faster my diet deteriorates. I ate half a bag of BBQ potato chips yesterday just because I could.
Meanwhile I look around the theater and am amazed by how many kids have their iPads out, entertaining themselves via small screen before the big screen entertainment begins. What happened to old fashioned fun? Stuffing kids with junk food and soda to kill those endless minutes before the curtain rises while they rattle off irritations like, “how long til the movie starts? I gotta pee! I’m bored! Carter drank more than half of the Sprite! I hardly got any! Uh-oh, my popcorn all spilled on the floor. Can I get another one?”
Now these little automatons silently play their apps, completely oblivious to the sound of my children fighting over Twizzlers. Thankfully I have my own small screen and can escape to an alternate reality right alongside them. How long til this movie starts anyway?! I’m out of nachos…