Something fun
My son was going to the movies tonight to see the last of the Hobbit. Being short on joy lately, I asked if I could go too. Turns out some of the other parents were going, and most of the kids were ones we'd had up to the island with us, that is, ones I knew well.
It was a lot of fun, for such a sad story.
On the way home I told my boy that my favorite part was when the Doctor showed up and used his sonic screwdriver to speak to eagles. My boy thought I was crazy. I made my case for why I saw the Doctor showing up to do his part to save the day. He didn't believe me.
Back home I had him Google Sylvester McCoy. It was a good moment to be his Mom and watch his face.
It was a lot of fun, for such a sad story.
On the way home I told my boy that my favorite part was when the Doctor showed up and used his sonic screwdriver to speak to eagles. My boy thought I was crazy. I made my case for why I saw the Doctor showing up to do his part to save the day. He didn't believe me.
Back home I had him Google Sylvester McCoy. It was a good moment to be his Mom and watch his face.