It occured to me today, as I looked down at the beautiful face of our sleeping child, that I could smuggle her out of there very easily.
Pirates of the Carribean has been out for days, and not only have I not seen it, but *I* would finally be the jackass with the screaming baby! At last, revenge!!!!
It was only a momentary thought, and I was ashamed of myself immediately afterwards. I wonder if Isa wants to see Superman?
I'm just kidding, of course. Right now, movies are the last thing on my mind - I'm content where we are.