we chose a place that was noisy enough to drown out Dimas if he cried and went early so it was pretty empty. we sat in the back so i could breastfeed without getting stares, although i was excited to put my new hooter hider to use.
gradually, more families with kids began trickling in. lots of smiles and looks of commiseration at trying to dine out with screaming, hyper little ones. of course they thought it was our first baby and i noticed looks of longing for that oh so romantic time, when it was just the two of them and their precious little infant. before the real work began. the messy, loud time of toddlers.
one mom spoke to me. i told her we had three children and the girls were with my parents, so we were enjoying the break. both her and her husband's eyes popped out like a cartoon as they heard "three kids." we drove to the theater, talking about what people must think of us and whether our physical energies match our life realities. how can a mexican and his 25 year old wife afford to live in rockridge with three kids?
we rushed up the escalator and walked in to a packed room. Ugghh, i forgot about saturday night at the movies...we found two seats as the trailers began. Dimas slept quietly in roy's arms. following the previews, the theater announcement to keep babies and cell phones quiet elicited a worried glance between us. sure enough, the explosion in the first 3 minutes of the movie, made D jump and start to cry. everyone within 5 rows of us tensed up, making it clear they weren't enjoying our added soundtrack. roy immediately got up, "lets go." he said, as i fumbled in the dark to gather my gear.
we got a refund and watched some dvds that had been piling up from our spiritual cinema circle collection. it was a good night. cozy and quiet. i missed my loud messy girls though.
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