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My tummy is telling me...

Watching a movie with my brother, Curtis, is always entertaining. He can't resist dropping a spoiler or two during the feature. "Ooooh, I love this part," he exclaims, "you may want to close your eyes if your squeamish." He continues, "when that lion catches this guy, you can hear the bones crunching." Thanks Curt. Never mind me while I pelt you with popcorn!




I have discovered this week, however, that spoiling a movie for my children is a good thing. I guess they want that self assurance that everything will be okay.



My case in point:



I watched Return of the Jedi with my boys over the weekend. We were at the part when Luke is confronted by Darth Vader and the Emperor. They are trying to persuade him to join the "dark side". The darker theme made Nathan nervous. He said, "Dad, my tummy is telling me I should go play with my train set in my room."



I figured this was a good time to let him know everything was going to be okay. I found myself summarizing the rest of the movie, "Luke is going to win! Darth Vader will throw the Emperor away like yesterday's garbage and Darth Vader will be as friendly as Mr. Rogers." Nathan laughed and enjoyed the rest of the movie.


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  1. i watch movies about the same way Nate does. If I ever have to watch a scary movie (and by 'scary' i mean not Sense and Sensibility), I'll try to watch it at your house so you can spoil it for me :)

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  2. What this? See Alan, I am not the only one!

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