In an attempt to avoid watching “that racecar movie that shall remain nameless” for the 132nd time, last Thursday evening I introduced my son to “Toy Story.” I had apparently forgotten the parts that I, even as an adult, found darkly disturbing. When we got to the surreal scene of the dismembered and bizarrely reassembled toys (which were highly reminiscent of my son’s artistic namesake), Harry turned to me, wide eyed, and said “No more movie, Mama.” I hugged him close and told him not to be afraid, and we finished the movie together. Kiddie horror. Great.
Last night, with my husband at choir practice, Harry and I had our regular movie night. Harry asked again for the “racecar movie,” but as we were flipping through the disk changer, we came across “Toy Story” again, and Harry asked me to stop.
“The Toy Movie!” he said excitedly, and we cued it up. We sat together on the couch, side by side, drinking chocolate milk, singing “You’ve got a Friend in Me,” and settling once again into a story of childhood innocence and enduring friendship.
It was so sweet, my teeth hurt in time with my heart.
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I LOVE Toy Story… “thats not flying! Thats Falling with Style!” Bwah! I love that part….mmmmm and chocolate milk!
Lady you watch movies in style! 😉
October 19, 2007 @ 2:19 pmSam’s addicted to “that racecar movie that shall no be named” also. Also “that christmas train movie that shall not be named.”
Oddly, we can deal with Toy Story and Shrek.
October 20, 2007 @ 2:10 amAs I was reading I thought, what is she talking about? I’d forgotten that, too! Once had a copier tech go off on some very weird tangent about Mrs. Nesbit in our office. Creepy. Think that’s what happens to those toy mutilators when they grow up? They’re the weird guy in the office?
Our new addiction is a DVD I brought home from work. A new PBS show called Word World. You should check it out for Harry. Puppy now can spell at least a dozen words. And major bonus, I think it’s hilarious! It’s got a really cute quirky sense of humor. Comes on way early, though, 6:00.
October 20, 2007 @ 6:59 amWhen my niece was about three she went through a long phase when she insisted she couldn’t watch any movies with “bad guys.” She even cried at a Sesame Street movie. We were reduced to “The Three Caballeros”, which is definitely a movie to be missed. It’s an excruciating travelogue through South America involving Donald Duck and some Amazon parrot with a Spanish accent. I think Carmen Miranda’s even in it.
October 21, 2007 @ 7:42 pm“Kiddie horror” I love it…
Just think how many children have been traumatized by Bambi. It’s like a right of passage – or something.
Chocolate milk… Yum!
October 22, 2007 @ 8:23 pm