Taking Courtney was like this:
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.
Taking Walker was like this:
Walker: "Mom, can I get an Icee?"
Me: "Sure."
...
...
(10 minutes later)
Me: "How's your Icee?"
Walker: "Good."
...
...
(2 hours of riveted silence later)
Me: "Did you like the movie?"
Walker: "It was cool."
Me: "Cool."
(A month later):
Walker: "Remember when Emmett fell down that tunnel and said, 'That wasn't so bad' and then he fell on the spikes!"
Me: "Yes! I remember!"
Walker and Me together: Hahahahahahahahahahhahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahhahaha!
He smiles.
I smile.
Both ways were just as satisfying.