Given Justine's "issues" with loudness, we explained it was going to be just like TV, but with a huge screen, and with the TV turned up really loud, so that everyone could hear. The popcorn that came with the movie experience was clearly a plus, but she was not excited about the darkness ("Not getting darker, mommy? No?"), nor about the closed doors. She sat in my lap, mostly transfixed by the movie, but occasionally throwing an uncertain glance at the doors...Vasco, on the other hand, ruled the place: stretched out in his own seat, hysterically giggling at some points, making rather funny remarks in random spots, and chomping on popcorn, utterly delighted at the whole thing. Here are some pictures. And if anyone tells me Justine looks like a teenager in these pictures, I am going to cry! (She kind of does.. that is the scary part!!!!) :)
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I actually looked at the photos before I read your entry and was thinking that Justine looked VERY much like a teenager!
Sounds like everyone had fun at the theater. What's not to like about a big bucket of popcorn with that fake butter?
Wendy
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