Mome reads Mommy, My daughter's way to spell it when she was younger... It stuck. My son calls me Mome... just like it looks. I now sign all my notes to them "Love, Mome". It's our inside secret and makes them smile. I always want them to smile.

Monday, December 29, 2008

Movie Night

We have movie night. Better referred to as Mommy isn't going to cook or do dishes night. It happens every Friday. We order pizza, I usually try and make cookies or brownies during the day for our chocolate fix, and if I don't, we end up picking up all the fixings for ice cream sundaes.

The movies we watch vary. We've watched all the new Christmas specials lately like Merry Christmas Drake and Josh. Sponge Bob had a Christmas show, while not an actual movie, we've watched that a couple (hundred) times too. We love the classics like The Wizard of Oz and Charlie and the Chocolate Factory (with Gene Wilder, NOT Johnny Depp). Sometimes it's an animated movie, and sometimes we pick out a movie with a more relevant message. Something to inspire young minds like Seabiscuit.

We've all seen the ads for All Roads Lead Home . It really does look like a movie for the whole family. One with a spirit of family. A movie to evoke all our emotions. The best movies, for me, are ones that will make you laugh and in the next scene have you sobbing like a baby. But I said before, I like to do my crying in private. Not because I'm ashamed to cry or don't want anyone to see me, I just hate it when I get all emotional and then have to explain why, like I would probably have to do for my 5 and 2 year old while watching this movie. I think I'll rent it and enjoy it for myself...until the kids are a little older.

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