This weekend we took the Bambinos to see their first movie in the movie theater, Planes. To say I was excited was an understatement. Over a year ago, I'd told B they should make a movie like Cars but about airplanes because Bug loves cars and Peanut loves airplanes. When we found out there actually was a movie about planes coming out we decided that would be their first theater experience. I'd talked to the Bambinos about the movie all week. I knew they'd love it so I just couldn't wait.
We should have waited longer. Peanut talked through the whole thing. We couldn't even keep him quiet with a sippie cup of milk or popcorn. I should have known because he's very interactive at home repeating anything he hears on Bubble Guppies or Team Umizoomi. He stood leaning on the back of the seats in front of us repeating everything he could or injecting an, "Oh no!" Once in a while. I can't tell you how many times I had to tell him to be quiet.
B said if people got mad it was their own problem because it was a kids movie, but I still felt like everyone was shooting us dirty looks.
Neither Bambino weighs enough to keep the seats down so we had to use our leg to keep it down for Bug the whole time. He ate his weight in popcorn and then kept asking for "chocwate," I might have made the mistake of getting some chocolate crunch pieces to mix in with the "pawcorn." After the movie we went out for Mexican food but of course only B and I ate, Bug was too full and Peanut filled up on chips at the restaurant.
I thought the movie was just ok. I'll end up buying it when it comes out because Peanut loves airplanes but it didn't have any heart and soul like Cars did. I shouldn't compare it to Cars, but it's so hard not to when it's made by the same people and looks so similar.
Saturday B and I were lucky enough to get tickets to the Mariners game. Ken Griffey Jr. was being inducted into the Hall of Fame so it was Jr. bobble head night. I thought being there an hour before the game started would be plenty of time, but I was so wrong. The lines were so long - one line even stretched all the way down to Century Link Field!
We got at the back of one line and B and I started arguing because he kept telling me he didn't think we'd be one of the first 20,000 people in meaning we wouldn't get a bobble head, but I kept snapping back that he needed to think positive!
We were in front of some barricades when one of the employees came and told the guy managing the line that they were going to open the barricades and let people flood in rather than do long lines. It took three employees to try and get the barricade open when I noticed the other end was unhooked, I helped myself and said, "This one works!" as we rushed in. And we got bobble heads!
We made our way down to the bar where we made some new friends and ogled a guy wearing a leather man-purse when finally it was time for the ceremony to start.
We ended up being in the 4th row just past 3rd base near the outfield. All the people involved in the ceremony had their back's turned toward us but I didn't care, we were there and we got bobbleheads! Plus, the Mariners have something like the 2nd biggest screen (the biggest in baseball) so watching the video of it was just fine.
He nicely left but we kept an eye on him 'cause shortly after he was doing the wasted wobble - you know the one, elbows propped on knees, face perched on hands, body wobbling back and forth with eyes closed. I know we've all been there once or twice. B got up and bought the guy a bottle of water which meant that they were best friends for the rest of the game. Seriously, B makes friends anywhere we go. Once the row behind us cleared out, the guy came and sat down behind us thanking B for "saving his a$$" (his
words.) We talked through the rest of the game but we didn't care 'cause the Brewers won 10-0. The only thing that mattered is we watched Griffey get inducted into the Mariner's Hall of Fame and we got Griffey Bobbleheads!
The Bambinos were totally down for a lazy day, we played outside with the train table and Peanut couldn't stay away from the water table. I turned my back for one second and he and Bug were flinging water at each other using plastic shovels. They didn't change out of their pajamas until after dinner when we bathed them and put them right into clean jammies. They vegged out watching Thomas for a bit after their bath. At 7:30 when B said, "Ok guys it's time for bed," Bug promptly grabbed his blanket, and headed for their bedroom!
If only bed time were always that easy.
After they went to bed, B caught up on Franklin & Bash while I worked on some prints for Erin and my etsy shop.