With the exception of an occasional family-movie-night, we don’t really make movies available to Matthew. Although I think some kids can handle it just fine - screen time to Matthew has always been like poison. It practically takes a rehab clinic just to get him away from it once we’ve decided “screen time” is over. So, even though we are lax about a lot of other things, we determined a long time ago that t.v. for Matthew just could never be one of those things we indulged him in on a regular basis.
But recently we’ve been realizing that our son doesn’t understand fundamental references we make to classics like Pinnochio or The Wizard of Oz… For the love of God, the boy doesn’t even know who the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles are! So now that he’s getting older and rapidly more mature, we decided to every now and then, make a family even of watching something really cool together. Tangled was one such movie, and let me tell you -- it has become a formal obsession for him. I’m a little embarrassed to admit that he’s talked us into putting it on for him on probably eight different occasions.
On his most recent attempt to talk me into poisoning his brain, he comes to me and says, “Man. I really wish I could watch Tangled today.”
“No more Tangled, Honey,” I said. “Your obsession with this movie is getting a little out of hand.”
“I know, I know. But it’s just so cool, Mommy. Like, literally. I wish I was watching it right now.”
“Well, I’m a little afraid your brain is going to turn to mush and ooze out of your ears if you watch that movie one more time. And where on Earth did you learn the word ‘literally’ from anyway?”
“From Tangled! Believe me when I tell you this, momma…” he said with a convincing shake of his head, “That is one GOOD freaking movie.”