On a total lark last night, we went to see Twilight. The Kiddo had just fallen asleep hard in the Ergo, and T and I were wandering around on a post-dinner stroll, thinking about how nice it would be to see a movie. Alas, we figured we would have to wait a while for anything we wanted to see, and by the time we waited for something to start, the Kiddo would surely be awake and ready to party. But since we were just a block away from our neighborhood cinema, we decided to check the shows and times for the heck of it. Scanning the board, we were un-enthused by our options (Bedtime Stories or The Spirit, anyone? I didn't think so). But then, it hit us -- a showing of Twilight was starting at that moment! This would be an opportunity to check out a pop culture phenomenon -- and if the Kiddo were to wake up, it would be no big loss to leave.Well, despite our less-than hopeful expectations, we loved it! The Kiddo slept soundly through the whole thing, the first time that has happened since he was like, three months old (granted, I had to stand in the back isle and bounce the whole time, but whatevs!).
We enjoyed every cheesy-romantic-fun-creepy-over-the-top moment of the movie. I almost want to see it again, like all the twelve-year-olds are doing!
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