Since Christmas time, Lennox has been a little obsessed with watching movies. He wants to watch a "moodie" all day long. Last week, when it was absolutely beautiful, he threw a fit because he didn't want to go outside. He wanted to watch his "pavorite moodie. SToy Tory Tree!!!" So, I put my foot down. Enough with the movies. No movies unless it is dark outside. Now, as soon as the sun goes down, he says "Yes! It's dark. Now I can watch my moodie!!" Umm... wow.
Jay is the one that created this moodie monster so, of course, he ran right out and bought Bambi on Tuesday. I think Jay's motivation has more to do with Bambi being blu ray than watching the actual movie. Lennox settle in on the couch while Jay unwrapped the new DVD. Lennox said "OK Daddy! What's for the entertainment?" Ha. I didn't even know he knew the word. Anyway, Bambi really is a sweet little movie... until you-know-what happens. I wanted to cry when Bambi's mom says, Keep running Bambi. Don't look back. Then Bambi is going "Mother? moothhherr... MOTHER? mother!" and my sweet boy is saying "where da mudder go? where his mudder go???" Wow. It killed me. What is wrong with Disney? Why can't there be just one cartoon that doesn't have some tragic moment or some sadistic queen or some toy calling another toy stupid and telling it to shut up. Really. I would love to do away with the tv watching for the most part... except at the doctor's office :) Too bad my husband isn't on the same page.
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