Lets go to the movies..

Last night, I decided to go to the movies. I think the last movie Chad and I saw together was Avatar. We don't have a lot of opportunity to get out much. I have been wanting to take Evan to go see his first movie in a theater, so we just decided to do it. We went to see Sherk. I wanted to save his first movie for Toy Story 3 to come out since he is obsessed with Buzz Lightyear. We can't get through a day where he doesn't say "To fin-de-de and BE-yawn" at least once an hour. But I didn't know when we would get an other opportunity to go. So Sherk it was. And I like Shrek, so it was a win-win for the whole family.

Evan gets nervous about new things. He wouldn't go into the theater without crying at first. We had to coax him in. But once he figured out that the movie theater has a really big T.V, he was all good.



Both Lauren and Evan really enjoyed the movie, and overall I think Evan did a good job for being 2. He got up and walked around a couple of times, but he was very quiet and got the concept of whispering very well. When Shrek first went to look for Fiona, Evan kept saying "Oh no. Where ee-o-na at?" So cute! When it was over, Lauren said she liked it but is was a little scary in some parts. When we asked her what was scary about it she said "When Sherk lost his kids and his true love. That made me sad for him." I thought that was sweet.



I love my cute kids! When we got home it was 8, and their bed time. I was trying to get them ready for bed at the same time that I was making Chamomile Tea for Chad and I. I put some water in the microwave and, not thinking, I walked away to get some other things done (I am a mom, there fore I multi-task). All of the sudden, we heard this chilling scream. A high pitched scream that I have never heard from anyone of my cute kids. And Lauren came running in. She was screaming and histarically trying to explain what was wrong. Chad and I soon figured out that she had grabed the hot water from the microwave and had burned herself. We turned on the water in the kitchen sink and ran some room temp water over it until she seemed to calm down a bit. She kept crying "I am having such a bad night!"..and at one point she let us know "My hand feels like a shark bit it." We gave her some acedamediphine and her beloved teddy bear. And then we put some Olive oil on it (Olive oil isn't like other oils, it heals. It actually slows down the burning process. If you ever get a bad sunburn, slather on olive oil and the next day it will be gone. No joke. Take it from me, I am a red head.) Then she asked if she could watch Alice in Wonderland..again! If she wasn't so heartbreakingly cute and in so much pain, I would have told her no way since I had already seen it that day about 4 times. (And as I sit here writing this, it is on again. She loves that movie).



All things considered, we were very lucky. She didn't even blister. It could have been such a bad burn. My sweet neice had hot boiling water spill on her arm when she was younger then Lauren and had to have skin grafts. Today, Lauren is running around like nothing happened. Thank goodness. I didn't like hearing her gut wrenching crys and her proclamations that "it feels like my bones are on fire." (yes, she really talks like that.) So that is the highlights and lowlights of June 8th. I am super glad that for today, the lowlight is now just a memory.