These days, most of the movies I see in the theater involves animation. Now don’t get me wrong, I love a good animated movie, but every now and then I’d love to see a good ‘old fashioned R-rated movie. That didn’t happen today. It’s Spring Break, and since we’re in town for most of vacation, today’s outing was a trip to see Rio.
Going to the movies is a big deal for the kids. I’m not sure what they like more, the movie or the junk food. Since we went to the first matinée of the day, the movie tickets were a bargain at $6.25 apiece. That put me in a giving mood, so I splurged at the concession stand in a big way. Movie popcorn with butter? You betcha. Wild cherry icee? Oh yeah. It was also lunch time so the kids also talked me into a hot dog, pretzel, and package of M&M’s. Don’t go judging me on this cornucopia of bad food. It’s Spring Break people, but for those who are outraged, you can feel better in the knowledge that I spent a small fortune at the concession stand, forking out more money for food than the movie tickets.
All that food also kept the squirmy younger girls occupied. Yes, the sugar also made them hyper little monsters in a dark theater, but they were happy. Well they were content until they consumed the entire box of M&M’s and started screaming for more candy, prompting dirty looks from judging moms.
Now as far as the movie goes, it was pretty cute. Two out of three girls enjoyed it, and it kept the third younger one entertained for about an hour. That’s pretty good for a 3-year-old’s short attention span. It even kept me entertained, but I’m a sucker for singing animated birds.