Viewing Pleasure
Evan and Madalyn are watching Toy Story in their room while I finish up dinner and Shaun finishes up his nap... napping at the dinner hour, yes.
We both just overheard the following conversation and simultaneously broke into laughter:
Madalyn, watching the movie: What's that?
Evan: I don't know.
Madalyn: What is that?
Evan: I don't know.
Madalyn: What's that?
Evan: I DON'T KNOW!!!
Apparently, the inability to keep quiet during cinematic moments of suspense is a genetic trait passed down through generations that runs with the female chromosome in my family, lucky girl. Oh, we may drive every other viewer within a 6 foot radius of us crazy, but man do we know how to enjoy a film. We don't just view... we engage, we live it. (And in effect, some very patient men live with us.)
