Avery's First Trip to the Movies

On Saturday, on a whim, I suggested that Cory and I take Avery to go see Where The Wild Things Are at the dollar theater. I figured I didn't mind blowing 3 whole dollars if we had to get up and leave...I didn't have high expectations of how Avery would act! So at 4:30, we got ready to leave the house for a 4:50 showing. We got there in plenty of time; Avery and I went to get our seats while Cory got some snacks.

Avery sat in my lap, fairly content...looking a little concerned about how dark it was in the theater. Cory returned with a hot dog for Avery. He began munching on his hot dog, sitting quietly in my lap...this might actually work! You would think that by now I would know better than to assume something like that. He did alright throughout the movie...mostly, he would sit still for a few minutes, and then he would begin shouting things out..."Hi Mommy!" "That's Daddy? Hi Daddy!" "He's running!" "He's climbing" and then the best one..."I'm pooping!" which he wasn't, but for some reason he thinks it's fun to announce.

There was an entire family sitting behind us with a newborn baby who cried off and on throughout the movie. I decided I didn't care because we had the chatter box sitting with us. I figured, these people only paid $1 to see this, so they couldn't possibly have expected any less!

Needless to say, I think we will wait another year to try the movies again...also, I don't know that Where The Wild Things Are was the best movie for Avery anyway...it didn't really hold his interest. He knows who Max is, but I don't think he cared too much.

At least we tried!

My son and his feet

So, as I picked Avery up from the sitter's house yesterday, he began to mention something about being in "time-out" in the crib. I looked at the sitter and asked if he had to go to time-out today. She said, "Yes, he was trying to take a toy from Hamilton (aka "Tulton" according to Avery). I told him he would have to wait his turn. He got mad and went around the room and proceeded to kick EVERYONE in the room!" My first instinct as a mother: my child is awful...why would he do such a thing? My instinct as a casual observer: that must have been pretty funny to see!

Ahhh, why do our kids do these sorts of things? I am happy to inform you that children do, in fact, come with instructions. After each well visit, the pediatrician sends us home with a packet detailing what your child should be doing at that age, along with tips on how to take care of your little one; such as, never leave a baby alone in a car, never leave a baby unattended near a pool, never allow your baby to play with the stove...

After visiting the pediatrician's office for Avery's 2 year check up, I received a packet with information about what to expect from a typical 2-year old. On that sheet of paper, it clearly stated that "your child" at the age of 2 will: bite, hit, kick other kids; use the word "no" regularly; and doesn't know how to share! There it is people...I actually have it in writing.

The joy of the "terrible twos"...let the games begin!