The Twins' First Movie

My wife and I took our 3-year old twin daughters to their first movie on Monday (Labor Day). We saw Valiant, a Disney-produced cartoon about homing pigeons during WWII.

I, for one, was hesitant about this concept at first. I did not think that my daughters were ready for their first movie theater experience. I foresaw images of the two of them running around the theater, shouting, crying, talking, and, overall, being theatergoers from hell.

I was wrong. I was very, very wrong.

Those of you looking for an entertaining read about child-bearing embarrassment are bound to be disappointed.

They behaved throughout the entire movie.

I know. You could have knocked me over with a feather as well.

They ate their popcorn, drank their soda (or ‘pop’ as they call it here – but that’s fodder for another blog) and sat through the entire film. Granted, the movie was only about 85 minutes long, but it was absolutely the perfect length for them. Apart from getting up to sit in my lap or my wife’s lap, they sat still. Perfectly still. For almost one and a half hours.

It’s enough to almost make one weep.

I began thinking, could this be the beginning of them growing out of the ‘terrible two/horrifying threes’ stage that we have been in??

I have this past weekend as examples. One or two meltdowns only. And theses were not major, defcon 2, terrorism alert level high meltdowns. I would categorize them as a minor, done in 5 minutes, type meltdown. Those of you with kids know exactly what I am talking about.

So I have hope that this is the turning point, the crossroads as it were to a new day dawning. A day, of prosperity.