Maeve watched her first full-length movie tonight with Mommy and Daddy. It was the Polar Express, which was a Christmas present from Nanna and Grandad (complete with her very own jingle bell). She snuggled up on the couch with us after dinner and was glued throughout the whole thing. She loves trains, so we weren’t surprised… Some of her comments included “Here comes the choo choo” and “Wheeee,” but we are afraid that one part will stick with her more than others.
Maeve got very distressed when the train was skidding on the ice, exclaiming “It’s very slippery!” and “Oh no!” She started crying and yelling when the ice began to break and the train nearly fell into the water. We just held her and told her to watch how fast they were going…luckily they were fine and she recovered to watch the rest of the movie. Before bed though, she rehashed the scene 3 or 4 times, likely checking with us to ensure that the positive outcome was the same. We didn’t realize it would be so frightening for her, but she was so happy at the end talking about the tree being “so pretty” and that “he found the bell.” I choose to *believe* that a good time was had by all…
