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Getting misty

Today at school each of the kids made a Thanksgiving tree, and hanging from each tree were leaves upon which were written the things they were thankful for. I didn't expect any of Henry's leaves to have anything on them because I assumed he was a little too young to get the concept, but lo and behold, I was wrong. Written on one leaf was "I am thankful for fish, a little fish and a big fish." As soon as I read it I got a little teary. One of the teachers came over and asked if we have fish at home, and I said no, that "little fish" is what Henry calls himself, and "big fish" is what he calls his dad. Isn't that SO CUTE? Sigh.

Dave and I went and saw "Twilight" yesterday. He made me buy the tickets because he was too embarrassed to. I did buy them, but I also told the women working the ticket counter why I was buying them and not my husband. There was a quite a bit of cackling going on at his expense. The movie was okay. If I was 14, I would definitely still be actively swooning, but since I'm not, it was just okay. I think I would have liked it more if I hadn't read the book. This theory is supported by the fact that it appears Dave liked it more than I did. I can't decide if it's because I knew what had been cut and/or moved around, or if it's because reading a book is a more personal experience than watching a movie, so I was bound to not like someone else's visualization of things that I'd already mapped out for myself. One thing I will say, the characters were all very well cast. Let's see, what else? Bella had great hair. Oh, and the guy who played Jacob was adorable, so I hope he's recast in the next movie. Meanwhile, I haven't purchased the third book yet, but really, it's only a matter of time.

Comments

That *is* very sweet, but can we all call Dave Big Fish from now on?!

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