We took Rebecca to see “Gnomeo and Juliet” last night, and it was very good – a blend of William Shakespeare meets Elton John. We saw it in 3-D, and Rebecca kept reaching out to try and touch everything. She was giggling the whole time.
Mr. TiFW and I had fun catching all of the “Shakespearean” references – the “Rosencrantz and Gildenstern” Moving Company truck; the “Out! Out!” line followed immediately by another character saying, “Damn Spot!”; the “Verona Lane” where they lived; the abandoned “Lawrence” property where they can meet on neutral territory; etc. It was all very cleverly done.
Rebecca especially liked it when we got her the “Kid’s Pack” with popcorn and a special “Rango” cup – we’ll probably be making a trip back to the theater next weekend to catch the opening of that film!
She’s pretty cute – how many 9-year-old girls do you know who still jump up and down with excitement because they’re going to get “Popcorn movie!” (well, except for when the movie is something like the Justin Bieber gagfest)?
We couldn’t get to the theater fast enough – she ran from the sidewalk to the door of the theater (got distracted by the fountains, though), then tore through the ticket-taker’s booth to see the video games. We had to go to the concession stand to get the popcorn, of course.
Then it was off to theater number 2 to find a seat, put on the 3-D glasses, and sit in rapt attention for the next 2 hours. When it was all over, she was clapping and laughing and saying, “They did it! They did it! Mommy, Daddy, they did it!”.
It’s lots of fun to go with her to the movies – we realize how much we miss taking the other girls to see kids’ pictures; they’ve all grown up and either can’t or won’t go with us to see them any more. One of the “perks” of having a child with Down syndrome is that parents get to experience the joys of childhood excitement for a while longer than most.
We’re going to enjoy it while we can – no doubt the days of teeny-bopper worship are coming…..