Today I took F. to the movies to see "Puss in boots". Like all children's movies lately, this one is extremely well designed (I'm always amazed by the quality of the pictures and all the details the creators are able to include in the images), witty and way to complicated for children. F left the theatre asking me a lot of questions (of course he didn't get half of the story) but he liked it anyway and he enjoys a lot going to the cinema.
Part of the reason why F. was a little bit lost, is because the story has nothing to do with the real french fairy tale "The booted cat" and it ends up mixing other fairy tales - in the same line as "Shrek". However, the movie is full of action and there are some fun parts, so as I've said before F. was happy with it.
I'm not going to talk about the whole movie here, but at some point, the cat explains why he doesn't like Humpty Dumpty anymore and he tells a sad story about their broken friendship. I glanced at F. and saw he was upset and thought I saw a tear. So I asked him if he was fine and wanted me to comfort him. To which he replied, drying up his eyes, "I'm fine, mom, I'm not crying". He was lying to me. I was shocked. This is a 4 year-old we are talking about. This is my little baby we are talking about, the one that was born just an hour ago. Who taught him to be so tough? Is it just something boys carry inside themselves? Something that tells them that they can't be emotional?
I was so happy when I could finally sit him on my lap and hold him very tight so he wouldn't be afraid of the giant goose that appeared at the end. Mothers of older children, how do you manage to watch your kids growing? It is just so hard for me...
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Our weekend was very good and here are some highlights. ![]() |
| Bright sunny Saturday morning |
| The cooks getting ready |
| Preparing some pizza (tomorrow's post) |
Enjoy your week!

quase chorei... meus meninos ja nao cabem no meu colo... acho q vou chorar. Aperte-os o qto vc puder, abrace-os muito e beije ate cansar. Eu faco isso ate hoje, so tenho que ficar na ponta dos pes para alcancar. Daqui a pouco sou eu que estarei no colo deles. Ai, chorei =)
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Ai Carla,eh tao dificil ve-los crescer, ne? Dou tantos beijos neles que eles ficam ate bravos comigo. Bjs.
ReplyDeleteOs meus tbm, ate hoje (pq eu agarro ate hoje)... mas eu dou mesmo assim =). <3 Bjs!
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