Last week, I mentioned that my son saw his first movie, Disney’s Cars.
He’s asked pestered me to see it every day since.
I should preface this by saying that when my son watches a movie, he doesn’t watch the whole thing. About 15 minutes in, he starts playing with his toys, running around the living room or dancing. He LOVES dancing and even dances to commercial jingles! His favorite is “Five Dollar, Five Dollar Foot longs”. The point is, he is active, so I’m not as concerned as I would be if he were just sitting on the couch like a vegetable his father.
At any rate, he LOVES watching Cars. He MUST watch Cars! Every night.
Well, on Super Bowl Sunday it seemed that the unstoppable force was about to meet the immovable object.
Here’s the scene:
I’m getting ready to watch The Super Bowl. I’ve got my food and drinks ready and I’m looking forward to the game The Game.
I am kind of funny when it comes to watching The Game. Unlike most people, who use the game as an excuse to throw a Super Bowl Party and hang out in a place packed with people, food and liquor, I like to sit home so I can actually watch the game. Novel concept, I know, watching the game.
So I am fiercely protective of my game watching experience. While I would prefer to watch it in a cave without anyone around, I do have a family which for some reason, enjoys my company. However, if you’re going to watch the game with me, there are some ground rules.
Rules for watching The Super Bowl with Blogger Dad
- Do not talk to me during the game – unless it’s about that awesome freaking catch.
- No phone calls during the game
- Do not walk in front of the TV during the game
- Try not to injure yourself and need medical attention during the game.
Fairly simple rules, right?
So back to Sunday. Game time – 6:00 p.m. and my son was standing next to the couch, repeatedly saying in his cutest voice…
“Cars? Cars? Cars? Cars?”
He wanted to watch Cars. On Super Bowl Sunday!
He even handed me the remote which controls the DVD player, “Daddy,” he said as he handed it to me. “Cars?”
I cringed.
And here’s the worst part, I almost gave in. His cute raspy voice, those big blue eyes, My son has me so wrapped around his fingers that I nearly turned off The Game.
Evidence of E's cuteness: Eating a cookie!
I am ashamed and should probably return my testicles to whatever government agency is responsible for taking them once you lose your manhood (probably the IRS).
Fortunately, my wife managed to sidetrack E long enough that he eventually forgot Cars. So crises averted – this time.
Faced with the prospect of having to watch Cars every night for the next two years (or however long movie phases last with toddlers) I decided to do something.
Find out what on Monday…
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Monday! That’s BS. I’m shooting you an email.
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Wait until he starts asking for the real car.
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Patience, patience, Writer Dad!
(I, for one, can wait til Monday.
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It’s only by chance that I saw any of the game. Karen was scanning through the channels looking for something decent to watch — we usually don’t find anything — and, landing on the game, asked, “Want to watch some of the Super Bowl commercials?” I kind of grumbled something in response as I really had some blogging things in mind. Not much later she left the room and I watched from the last few minutes of the first quarter. What a game!
It was the third pro game I watched this season and would have been the first, except we visited our daughter and son-in-law in Wisconsin at the beginning of football season and saw two Packers games while we were at their house.
If I were young enough to have kids today, I would find some way to have another TV so that the kids desires to watch — and rewatch over and over again — their stuff would not conflict with my desires to watch my stuff. Hey, I do that already. When my oldest wants to watch “The Christmas Story” in December every year, I’m usually in here watching something else, reading blogs or banging on the keyboard.
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The Evil Genius went through that phase…and now he’s into The Land Before Time movies…all nine-million of them. He wants to watch them, all of them, every day. He also likes to go get his toys and act out the movies as they play. For Cars, he got his die-casts and had races, zooming around living room, kitchen, and hall. For Land Before Time, it’s his little rubber made-in-china-probably-full-of-lead-but-you-try-taking-them-away dinosaur figures.
Glad you got to watch The Game, looking forward to learning your solution to the Cars obsession…
Shade and Sweetwater,
K
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I am not looking forward to when my son is old enough for that. I am possessive of my TV and my TV time. I guess it is never too late to learn to share.
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There are some movies you will always associate with your child. Baby’s Day Out is one of ours. How many millions of times can you watch a movie? Who knew?
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Writer Dad – I got your email. Such nasty language!
GreenJello – That’s many years away. Like at least four!
Mike – I suggested getting one of those portable DVD player things, but that would be the tipping point for my wife, who won’t even allow a TV in our bedroom. She is vehemently opposed to our son having his own TV until he is at least a teenager.
Kyddryn – That’s funny, the whole lead thing. I think the very same thing when I pick up a toy in the store and quickly toss it aside. That sounds cute. E doesn’t yet act out stuff on TV, though I am sure he will.
Otter – LOL. That’s how I felt, too.
Rachel – Hi! Should’a left a link to your blog!
Mountain.mama – LOL. I should keep track of just how many time we watch Cars.
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