Last Saturday, I took N. to her very first movie in a theater, Madagascar II.

We had a great time. O.K., the truth is she was completely freaked out the whole time.  I never realized how loud a movie theater was until now.  She kept asking me, “Why is it so loud in here?”

My suspicions have been confirmed.  My daughter is a seventy year old woman trapped in a three year old’s body.

This is what she did during the entire movie.  I’m not exaggerating, and, yes, I brought a camera to the movie theater.

I’m no Dawg or Slyde when it comes to writing movie reviews, but in case you’re wondering, I thought the movie was pretty good.  It was a little over the top in terms of violence, though.  I know most people categorize violence as someone shooting someone else and blood gushing all over the place, but I’m a little conservative (WHAT??!) when it comes to defining violent behavior.

Remember the old lady that beats Alex the Lion up with her purse in the first one?  Well, she’s in this one, too.  And the animals hit her back.  Over and over again.  I thought it was funny, but my daughter, who has been taught that under no circumstances is she to hit anyone ever, was horrified.  She actually asked me why they were hitting each other, and I was like, “Well, honey, it’s called suspension of disbelief and even though it seems real, it’s not.  And that’s why it’s funny, understand?”

No, I didn’t really say that.

See why I don’t review movies?