{"id":1099,"date":"2006-12-28T17:12:00","date_gmt":"2006-12-28T17:12:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/susansenator.com\/blog2\/2006\/12\/proud-of-my-pride\/"},"modified":"2006-12-28T17:12:00","modified_gmt":"2006-12-28T17:12:00","slug":"proud-of-my-pride","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/susansenator.com\/blog\/2006\/12\/proud-of-my-pride\/","title":{"rendered":"Proud of My Pride"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Just got back from the movie Eragon.  I took Nat, Max and Ben.  Haven&#8217;t done that in a long, long time.  Usually I think the movie will be just too boring or silly, or Max doesn&#8217;t want to go or has plans, or I&#8217;m scared to take Nat for fear of noise\/tantrums\/hard stuff.  But that is so old.  I&#8217;m a tough old bird and a little silly talk or arm biting just rolls off my steely spine.  Let &#8217;em look, I say.<\/p>\n<p> When I was buying them sodas and popcorn, one of the cashiers was clearly giggling about Nat.  Too much for me to think she was attracted to his beauty.  Because first of all Natty had walked right up to the Counter Girl and then just stared at the soda machine, waving his hands and silly talking.  He looks like he could buy his own thing, so why doesn&#8217;t he, they must have been wondering.  I said, &#8220;Two Sprites and a Diet Coke.&#8221;   But when I said, &#8220;Sprite,&#8221; Nat said, &#8220;orange,&#8221; so I switched the drink order to two oranges and a diet coke, and then Ben said, &#8220;No, I want Sprite,&#8221; so I had to change the order again. <\/p>\n<p>I was so psyched that Nat could tell me what he wanted, right away!  But Cashier Girlie must have made a face so the Counter Girlie admonished her to mind her own business.  I looked over at Cashier Girlie and I grinned widely, saying, &#8220;Boy, I guess it would have been good of me to <span style=\"font-style: italic;\">ask<\/span> them what they wanted first!&#8221;  Ha, ha, isn&#8217;t life just a jolly giggle!  I was ready to say, &#8220;Can&#8217;t wait until you have some kids!&#8221;  But I continued to smile kindly, the Benevolent Old Mom Who Has Seen It All.  I guess I kind of have.  Cashier Girlie then looked at me kind of sheepishly.  Nat took his soda and strolled away, silly talking at the top of his lungs, God bless him!  I just laughed &#8212; a real one this time &#8212; and walked after him, Ben trailing after me. <\/p>\n<p>Then there was some anxiety over &#8212; you guessed it &#8212; the theatre lights, which were still on during the previews!!  Thought I&#8217;d have to take Nat home, but Max reassured us that they would go off when the movie started, so Nat kept repeating that, quivering and shaking his leg the entire time.  Poor darling, he refused to start his soda or eat his popcorn until those &#038;*^% lights went off. <\/p>\n<p>Throughout the movie, all three boys were riveted.  I, too, enjoyed it.  A bit of a Lord of the Rings rip off, but the hero was cute enough &#8212; although he looked a bit too much like Max for my comfort &#8212; and so we were all entertained.<\/p>\n<p>I am very proud of us, needless to say.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Just got back from the movie Eragon. I took Nat, Max and Ben. Haven&#8217;t done that in a long, long time. Usually I think the movie will be just too boring or silly, or Max doesn&#8217;t want to go or has plans, or I&#8217;m scared to take Nat for fear of noise\/tantrums\/hard stuff. 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