My soon to be four year old grandson Bucky has made a distinction between watching something on a television screen and going to a theatre. He calls the adventure of buying a ticket and getting popcorn at the cinema, “going to the BIG movies” as opposed to watching a DVD of something like Finding Nemo or Monsters Inc. before he falls asleep…that’s watching the little movies. Today we used this distinction to help Bucky take yet another step towards being a BIG boy.
You may recall I wrote a blog about Bucky triumphantly showing me his first poop in the potty a while ago. It was a great moment, but it didn’t last. He decided it was all too icky, or inconvenient or just stupid and didn’t want to do it. He wasn’t that opposed to piddling in the potty…apparently it wasn’t as big a commitment as #2…so we’ve been cheering on the little victories as they’ve happened. But it is WAY past time to move on in this area, so we put the challenge to Bucky this way. TOY STORY 3 was going to be at the BIG MOVIES and only BIG BOYS can go. And what do BIG BOYS do? I think you can see our brilliant logic at work here.
Well, we made the offer when the movie first hit theatres but it took a full week for us to see results. Those results were today. At precisely 5:36pm he directed me to his pint size throne. “See, Tappaw, I’m a BIG BOY now and I can go to the BIG MOVIES and eat popcorn and see Woody and Buzz Lightyear”
I told him to call for Nanny as a second witness and he raced off to find her. Both judges concurred and we made preparations to get to the movie house by 6:30 for the only showing on a Tuesday at the Ideal Theatre in Downtown Heber City. When we arrived Bucky told the woman selling the tickets and handing out the 3D glasses why we were there: “I’m a BIG BOY and I pooped in the potty so I get to see TOY STORY here at the BIG MOVIES!!”
A teenager standing in line for popcorn heard the grand announcement gave Bucky a big thumbs up. Bucky took the praise in stride. I sensed he didn’t want anyone to think this was his first time.
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Way to go Bucky! Hope the movie was too cool for words!
Ha. Yes. Go for it, Bucky! (When we were younger, much younger, I doubt any of us pictured ourselves going rapturous and writing voluminously about poop of any kind . Parenthood. The degradation of our grasp of propriety and dignity. She says all this with a satisfied, sort of Cheshire grin.