Sunday, February 22, 2015
Run/ Walk/ Bike/ Elliptical (Today: 1.26 miles; Running Total: 178.63 miles)
Day 226 of *Another* 100 Days of Good Karma.
Justin had to work so I entertained the kids by myself.
We went to a nearby park to burn off some energy (of which Connor had copious amounts). I kicked the soccer ball around and chased after the kids. I was less than thrilled to discover that my aerobic capacity has diminished. After only a few minutes of chasing a soccer ball I had to take a break. I was happy, though, to find that running didn’t hurt.
After the park we went to a nature center. We walked a trail (that 1.26 miles you see up there) looking for animals that live along the bayou. We only saw one egret and lots of bugs, but the trail did its job: It wore the kids out. I call that ‘mission accomplished’.
When we got home we ate an early dinner and sat down to watch movies.
Hannah asked if there were any movies I liked when I was a kid. I thought a moment and then put on The Never Ending Story.
I loved this movie as a kid, but I gotta say the technology of 1984 hasn’t translated well over the years. Ten minutes into the move Hannah looked at me and said, “Mommy, this movie is weird.” I couldn’t entirely disagree, but I convinced them to give it a shot anyway.
I was glad to see some things stood the test of time.
I still had to choke back tears when the horse died, I still wanted to ride Falkor and I still thought the wolf thing was scary as shit (both kids huddled next to me when that they saw that thing).
After the Never Ending Story we watched The Addams Family. Not the black and white version (which is still my favorite). We watched the 1991 version with Raul Julia and Anjelica Huston.
Ah, The Addams Family. My introduction to horror. The Munsters were okay, too, but nothing compared to the Addams Family.
There are some seriously good morals buried in that show.
Even though Wednesday was always trying to kill Pugsley, even though Fester was a psychopath with a fetish for black eye makeup and sharp objects, and even though Morticia and Gomez were doing the Fifty Shades thing half a century before it was cool, The Addams Family taught me some pretty awesome stuff.
They taught me to embrace my weird side. I mean, really, who wants to be normal?
They taught me that family is family, no matter what shape they come in (*ahem* two words: Thing and It. ‘Nuff said.)
And, the most important?
They taught me to snap my fingers.
Dun, nun, nun, nun *click, click*
(Just do it. You know you want to.)
Getting to watch your kids experience something like The Addams Family for the first time is a perfectly legit reason for becoming a parent. It was a nerd’s religious experience akin to the first time Hannah looked at me in shock and said, “Wait. Bruce Wayne is Batman?!” The kids alternated between horror and hilarity. I knew I’d done my job as a parent when Connor asked to watch the sequel.
Today’s silver lining: All of it.
It was just a good day. Parks, running (however briefly), nature hikes and classic movies. What more could I ask for from a Sunday?
ps. You’re totally still singing The Addams Family song in your head, aren’t you? *wink* You’re welcome.
What’s your silver lining today? I love comments!
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