Together! A Tale of Two Lego Movies

This is what I do now:
I escort each member of my family to see the same movie, but all at different times.
That's what people with too much time on their hands do.
A few weeks ago, I took Walker to see the Lego movie.  Today I took Courtney.  I guess next week I'll take my husband.  And once we enter April, just call me to arrange a time I can take each member of your family.

I'm not sure why we've handled it this way, but it has been an interesting sociology experiment and study of the genders.

Taking Courtney was easy.
I understood it.  It made sense.
Courtney and I do it the same.
We saw that movie together.
Her hand rested on my arm most of the time, because we were together.
We shared the popcorn.
We shared every joke.
Each time something funny happened in the movie, we'd gasp, turn to each other, look each other right in the eye with the expression, "Did you hear that?  I heard that!  Did you think that was funny?  I thought that was funny!  We heard that together!  We are laughing together! This is so much fun together together TOGETHER!"
And we did that on EVERY funny part...or creepy part...or any part with a Lego in it...so about 1,000,000 times.
We went to Starbucks afterwards, and we didn't even talk about the movie...no need...we'd just LIVED that movie TOGETHER.  I knew what she thought about every part; she WANTED me to know as it was happening.

it mattered...


Taking Walker was like this:
"Mom, can I get an Icee?"
"Sure."
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(10 minutes later)
"How's your Icee?"
"Good."
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(Later after 2 hours of riveted silence)
"Did you like the movie?"
"It was cool."
"Cool."

I haven't gone to see the Lego movie with my husband, but I know him well enough to guess how it would play out...(probably riveted silence and an Icee).

Chris may not be into seeing movies together, but he loves the idea of reading together.  If he's reading, he gets really happy if I come sit next to him and read also.  I know this because he has stated this, not because of any discernible clues while it's happening.  And if he "invites" me to read together, he's definitely initiating a "parallel" activity if you know what I mean.  I'm reading + he's reading = Reading Together.

I don't know what to call the activity I'm going for: perpendicular?  If perpendicular means me stabbing my chatty line into his straight quiet line, then yeah, I guess that's perpendicular.

Reading with Chris is like this:
Pam:  "Whatcha reading?  Is your book good?  My book is good...Look at us we're reading together....together...Look at my page - it's funny--is your page funny?  Our pages are funny togeth--whoops, no yours isn't funny.  Yours is historical.  That's okay.  Hey look, mine took place in the past too...like 2003.  Look at us reading TOGETHER.  It's fun, right?"

Chris:
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(Turns the page).


As a woman, you almost wonder whether it matters with the guys.  But I think it does.  You just don't know until later.


(Three weeks after the movie with Walker).
Walker:  "Remember when Emmett fell down that tunnel and said, 'That wasn't so bad' and then he fell on the spikes!"
Pam:  "Yes!  I remember!"
Walker and Pam together:  Hahahahahahahahahahhahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahhahaha!
He smiles.
I smile.


it mattered...

(Three weeks after reading with Chris).
Chris:  "Oh are you coming to read with me again?  I love when you read with me."
Pam (surprised)  "No shit?"
He smiles.
I smile.

it mattered...


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