Laughlines and Lifelines
We packed the kids up, brought sweatshirts, lawn chairs, sports drinks, snacks, and pajamas. It was as if we were packing for a camping trip, complete with flashlights.
The first movie didn't start until 9 p.m., but we kept ourselves busy with hayrides, playground, mini golf, and ordering pizza. It was like a mini amusement park without the pocket expenses.
We were good to go, that is, until the first movie actually started. At the last minute a huge 4-by-4 truck parked backward directly in front of us. The only view we had was of his headlights that went on every time he opened his door. I took it in stride, rearranged our chairs, and watched the entire first movie in a row, one behind the other, with the tallest in back. My son, being the genius that he is, watched it from on top of the van until the security guard came over and made him get down.
I didn't get to watch much of the first movie anyway, in fact, very little. I was busy taking someone to the bathroom, buying drinks and snacks at the snack bar, and hosing someone down with bug spray. My girls thought it was awesome and in between breaks would look up at the stars in the sky or pick wildflowers around the van. My son actually stopped texting his friends at the end of the first "kiddie" movie, and the crowd then thinned out for the second "adult" movie. We had a clear view then, as the truck filled with kids in front of us must have had enough fun for one evening and left before the second movie began.
However, being that the second movie started around 11 p.m., I had to get the back of the van ready for the girls to go to bed, and my son and husband began watching the movie under blankets and were sprawled out between two lawn chairs, one they were sitting in and one for their feet. I lay down with the girls in the back of the van, and woke up with a start myself around 12:30 a.m. I staggered out of the back to find my husband fast asleep in the lawn chairs with his baseball cap over his eyes, and my son being the only one watching the end of the movie with a carton full of onion rings, which he must have gotten himself at some point.
It ended around 1:30 a.m.; a time I haven't seen without a baby in my arms wailing for a bottle, or possibly at a wedding reception. So, this is what 1 a.m. looks like? Anyway, the next day my mom asked how the movies were. I had to turn to my son and say, "How were the movies and what was the name of that second one?"
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