We took Ethne to the movies last night for the first time. It was a lot of fun. As we walked into the theater she noticed all the colorful booster seats stacked up, and said "Wow, look" not even know what they were. It was cute! We got her a blue one of course! We got seated in a row with handrails in front of it and Ethne practiced her gymnastics while we waited for the movie to begin. We let her be very wild and loud until the movie started to get the sillies out. And of course I took her to the bathroom, and on the way there we got a handful of popcorn thrown at us! I told the giggling girls that threw it that I didn't think it was very funny, that shut them up! We only made four trips to the bathroom after that first one, during one of which a nice girl got Ethne a paper towel to dry her hands, and simultaneously restored my faith in humanity.
Ethne laughed out loud and seemed to really enjoy the previews so Michael and I exchanged proud glances that we had made a good choice to bring her to the movies at this age. Then the Harry Potter trailer came on. She has never really been afraid of stuff, but I think the hugeness of the screen and the loudness made it a bit intense for her, she didn't cry or anything just covered her eyes. The movie we chose proved to me a little too intense on the big screen too after all, and she seemed to get wary of sitting in one spot for so long, especially with that great handrail begging for her to swing on it. All in all she did fine, but if you'll ask her she tell you she didn't like it. I think that's just b/c we had to reprimand her some and eventually had to cut her off from the pop b/c I was tired of getting up and taking her to the bathroom.
Even though we got popcorn thrown at us, and Ethne got restless it was a really great night. It was fun to watch her experience something new, and ooh and aah over booster seats, and bathroom stalls. Hearing her laugh out loud, and seeing the screen reflected in her eyes is a memory I will treasure always.