Last night the kids wanted to watch a movie. It’s sometimes a challenge to get them to agree on a single flick – but our DVD player downstairs isn’t working, so we’re limited to the older movies we have on VHS.
Still they were going back and forth, so I said, “How about The Wizard of Oz?” Why, you ask? I dunno – maybe because Jacqui had been blogging about it …
“Yeah!” said Emma.
“Yeah!” said Gabe.
“Um – no!” said Trevor.
“You haven’t even seen The Wizard of Oz, Trevor!” I said, although Jodi’s eyes warned me otherwise.
“Uh-HUUUH!” insisted Trevor.
“Really. What did you see?”
“There were monkeys, and even they could fly!” he said, a big smile breaking across his face.
“Flying monkeys?! That sounds pretty cool! What else?”
“And there was a lion!”
“Was it a mean lion?”
“No, he was a nice lion – even there was a scarecrow!”
“A scarecrow, too? Was he scary?”
“No, and even there was a dog!”
“Wait a minute,” I said. “The Wizard of Oz has flying monkeys, a lion, a scarecrow and a dog? This sounds like a pretty good movie!”
Trevor, by this point was grinning ear to ear, and nodding along with his description.
“And even there’s a collection!”
“A collec … a what?”
“There’s a collection, and even he can move!”
“A collection that moves?” I asked.
“Even the collection has an ax, and even the ax can break wood!”
But of course: the Tin Man, a collection! “Well, Trevvy – that sounds like about the best movie ever!” I said. “Wanna watch it?”
“Yeah – let’s watch it!” he cheered.
And?! Are YOUR kids singing “Ding Dong the Witch is Dead” in the kitchen, the car, the bath, their beds, and also inside your head?
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No — no they aren't.
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Too bad for you…
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ha! Love it. I'll have to try that strategy next time mine can't agree!
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