Do you want to watch a movie?
Shortly after I got home from camp, I mentioned that we'd played Frozen, and how it went over like gangbusters, and we'd watched the movie, yet I didn't actually *watch* the movie. Mom said she kind of wanted to see it, and even dad was curious, so we decided to get it from Netflix and watch it together. You know it's something special if all of us can agree on it.
It arrived a few days later, but by then we knew my uncle had died, and other things were going on, and we never got around to watching it. It wasn't until this past Monday, after I got home from the parade, that we finally sat down together and mom suggested putting it on. Sure. Dad and I were game.
It is a cute movie. Dad and I really enjoyed it. Mom spent much of the time paying bills, and about two-thirds of the way through asked, where are the parents? I don't think I'm spoiling anything by saying, they died. It's a Disney movie. When don't the parents die? And dad and I were like, uh, they died like five minutes into it. Remember the ship? It was there, and then the big wave came, and then it wasn't there? And they covered the picture with a black curtain? And they had a funeral? How did you miss that? She was still supposedly watching at that point. Mom is notorious for not fully paying attention to things and constantly asking questions about what happened and who said what, though of course part of that is due to her being hard of hearing as well. This would be why we don't like watching movies with her. You're constantly missing parts of it because you're explaining other parts to her.
She did at least ask what the song was where everyone in the caf at camp started singing along; it was the very first song, "Do You Want to Build a Snowman?" I had that in my head this morning. I was trying to sing it as young Anna. It's not that easy to sing and sound like a little kid when you're an adult, but it's possible.
It arrived a few days later, but by then we knew my uncle had died, and other things were going on, and we never got around to watching it. It wasn't until this past Monday, after I got home from the parade, that we finally sat down together and mom suggested putting it on. Sure. Dad and I were game.
It is a cute movie. Dad and I really enjoyed it. Mom spent much of the time paying bills, and about two-thirds of the way through asked, where are the parents? I don't think I'm spoiling anything by saying, they died. It's a Disney movie. When don't the parents die? And dad and I were like, uh, they died like five minutes into it. Remember the ship? It was there, and then the big wave came, and then it wasn't there? And they covered the picture with a black curtain? And they had a funeral? How did you miss that? She was still supposedly watching at that point. Mom is notorious for not fully paying attention to things and constantly asking questions about what happened and who said what, though of course part of that is due to her being hard of hearing as well. This would be why we don't like watching movies with her. You're constantly missing parts of it because you're explaining other parts to her.
She did at least ask what the song was where everyone in the caf at camp started singing along; it was the very first song, "Do You Want to Build a Snowman?" I had that in my head this morning. I was trying to sing it as young Anna. It's not that easy to sing and sound like a little kid when you're an adult, but it's possible.