We braved our second movie today (the kind in a theater, rather than the kind you watch in the safety of your own home, where no one can hear if your baby comes unglued). I put a lot of prep into it, with the deluded hope that Sadie would sleep through the entire thing. I made sure she didn't take an afternoon nap before we got there (and she had only taken an incredibly short morning nap), so she was exhausted by the time we walked into the theater. She was asleep before the movie started, and I was optimistic. It didn't last for long. Her nap lasted a solid thirty minutes and then she was wide awake. I took a deep breath and got ready to take Sadie out into the lobby for the remainder of the movie.
Instead of bursting into tears of starting to fuss, she leaned forward and stared at the screen. Apparently Paul Blart Mall Cop was right up Sadie's alley. With people running, jumping, sliding and falling over, she thought it was the funniest thing that she had ever seen. She sat silently for the remaining hour and ten minutes.
The next time we walk in to the theater I don't think she'll be quite as willing to take a nap.
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