Columnist Cassandra Walker
Son number four is by far our most talkative and inquisitive.
I kid you not, he will ask you over 100 questions a day, if you let him.
Whenever we take him to the movies I have to remind him over and over not to talk out loud and ask questions.
“But mommy, why can’t I ask you questions in the movie?” he says with a confused look on his face.
I remind him that it disturbs others who are trying to watch the movie and he will just have to ask me after the show is over.
“By then I would have forgotten what I wanted to ask you.”
He has a point, but still I enforce the not-talking-during-the-movie rule.
Since he has such a tough time remembering to be quiet at the theater, we brought home a DVD to watch as a family and as soon as the movie started the questions did too.
“I couldn’t read all of that, what did it say?” he asked
It was just the producers’ names.
“But what were the names?”
I don’t remember; now, just watch the show.
“Hey, is this rated PG or under? Because we can’t watch anything that is…”
I assure him that it is within our family ratings limit and urge him to watch the movie quietly.
“Mommy, does this movie have a surprise ending? Because I like those kinds of movies.”
I am not sure.
“Can I have more popcorn when I am done with this?”
Yes, now shhh…
“Oh, good, the movie is starting…”
One of the other boys tells him to be quiet or else they are going to put a sock in his mouth.
“He can’t really do that, right mommy? That would make me sick or something.”
By now I feel like putting a sock in his mouth. I remind him that there is no talking in the movies.
“But we are not IN the movies, we are at home, and everyone can talk at home, right?”
NOT during the movie. Please, no more questions. Let’s just enjoy.
“Okay mommy, I will be quiet.”
There is about one minute of silence before…
“Is this fiction or non-fiction? I just want to know.”
I went looking for a sock…. just kidding.
One day I will miss all of this, and you may even miss reading about it.
Thanks for sharing.