Twice. In one weekend. We trekked to see Space Chimps with the girls Saturday afternoon. Jeff and I have always been movie lovers and we have entered the golden age of toddlerdom with Jilli where she enjoys an afternoon animated overpriced popcorn extravaganza just as much as we do. Rory, being Rory, is happy to do anything and (for now at least) nurses and naps and watches a bit of the screen through our movie selections.
Back to Space Chimps, very funny, very tell-an-adult-joke-that-sails-over-kids'-heads-while-entertaining-them-as-well (what is it with the hypehenated sentences lately?) But the crying part? That came as the credits began to roll. The music choice- Postcards from Chimpanzees by Barenaked Ladies (ok, I don't know if thats really the title, but you know what I am talking about if you like BNL.) The song struck something in Jilli and she boogied down in the aisle with her own robot-esque dance style (lots of knee bending with weird arm angle contorting, very 1980's meets the Wiggles). For at least three minutes. I laughed so hard I could not speak. She is the awesome.
Mom and I went to the same theatre Sunday and saw Mama Mia. As stated above, I love movies, but musicals? I want to live in a musical. This particular one would serve just fine: Greece, my best friend Meryl Streep, an inn on the coast, Abba songs. I'm sure Jeff and I and the girls would be very happy. Of course, I'm not sure I'd want Pierce Brosnan to do any major singing in our life-musical. Everyone else is free to participate. I've been singing Dancing Queen in my head (and out loud when I have an acceptable under-three audience) for the past three days.
To recap: awesome movies, awesome dancing Jilli, want to live in Greece and sing with Meryl Streep-- a good weekend all around.
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