On Saturday, Zach and I took Zoey to see her first ever movie in a movie theater: Frozen. I started talking to her about the idea on Friday, beginning with explaining what movie theaters are like. I told her that they are darker and louder than watching movies at home, tried to demonstrate how big the screen is, explained that it can often feel a bit cold in the theater. Zoey was listening to me tell her this with an expression on her face like, “And the point is???” Then I asked her, “What if Mommy and Daddy took you to see a movie in a theater? Maybe….Frozen?” (We had been listening to the songs on Pandora for weeks). Zoey’s eyes got about three sizes wider and she exclaimed, “I like dark sometimes! I like loud sometimes!” Oh my brave girl.
So midday on Saturday we trecked out to the theater, just Zoey, Zach and me. Zoey was so excited (ok I was too). She watched as we bought the tickets “through the little hole!” and then got to hold onto her own ticket stub. We brought along a soft booster seat from home, as I knew she wouldn’t be tall enough to see without one and the theater boosters are usually a hard, uncomfortable plastic. Midway through the previews Zoey told us, “There are too many commercials!” (with which I had to agree).
When the movie finally started, Zoey was captivated. Honestly, so was I. It was the first Disney movie in a loooooong time to really look and sound and feel like a Disney movie. It was pure magic, folks, and the soundtrack is just phenomenal.
When we got home, Zoey could barely keep it together. While she really enjoyed the movie, I think her poor little senses had been pushed to the max. So loud, so dark, so big, so new. So much to process. Not to mention trying to follow and make sense of a sophisticated plot line. I tucked her into bed and she zonked out for a late nap.
But, the magic didn’t end there! After dinner, when it was already dark out (thank you, winter in the Pacific Northwest, for a whopping 6.5 hours of daylight each day) I went to toss some food scraps in the compost and saw…snow! Coming down fast! And covering the ground! We tucked Eleanor into bed and then bundled Zoey up and took her outside to explore the falling snow. Let me tell you, there are few things more magical and awesome in this world than a 3.5 year old – who has just watched a movie about a princess who can make it snow – going outside to play in freshly falling snow in a city that never gets snowed on.