For this act of love, I planned a family movie night for us. I can’t remember what we saw, but I’m sure it was something with a pink or purple cover. We had popcorn, we turned off the lights (our oldest likes to do this because it reminds her of the drive in theater), and we snuggled together on the couch under a blanket.
For this act of love, I took you and the girls on a date to the drive-in theater to watch Madagascar 3. (It was free that night. Shhh! Don’t tell my dates.) The girls went in the bounce house, we had great popcorn, and saw tons of people we know (I guess our friends are cheap know how to take advantage of a good deal too). We had a super fun time and even enjoyed the film.
After work yesterday, I asked you if you wanted to go the beach with me (and the kids) to watch the sunset. You said yes. As we walked out the door, we spotted police officers pinning a man to the ground and a police helicopter circling overhead (I thought we lived in a good neighborhood!). While the officers struggled to handcuff the suspect, he taunted them. Eventually, six cop cars showed up to take care of him. We ended up missing the sunset because we weren’t comfortable leaving the house with everything going on.
Instead, we waited until everything settled down, grabbed some dinner, then went to the drive-in theater to watch The Muppets. I think we ruined the ambience of the drive-in for some of the couples there when we pulled in with our minivan and three wound-up kids. Still, if our presence there forced them to watch the movie, that’s good: it was stupendously funny!
What a contrast in our day between manic suspects and screwy Muppets–mahna mahna, that’s life!