I took the younger two of my children to see How To Train Your Dragon today.
I was going to review it here after I saw it, but considering I took a two year old Toots along, because she used to be such an enviably good baby, there will be no review. The devil has taken her place.
About when I had chased her up and down the center aisle stairs multiple times (nicely, mind you, she just wanted an adventure, unless I thwarted it, then screams ensued), I knew we were done.
Here's how I knew: A woman got right in my face and yelled, "I paid a lot of money to see this move!" (We were at a matinee showing - the cheap seats)
So I looked her in the eye and declared, "So did I."
Then she said she would call the authorities. I thought, real nice lady, there's 10 minutes left. We came to the matinee because I had the toddler with me.
The good news is Captain Comic really enjoyed the movie, and stayed in his seat the whole time. Now that is an accomplishment, especially considering I left him in there on his own.