Girls Gone Wild

Last Saturday night and this Saturday night, it was Girl's Night Out. Ella, Grammie, and I all went to the movies. Last week we saw Happy Feet (I give it 3/4 of a thumbs up out of 2 which means it was tolerable enough that I only looked at my watch a couple times). This week we saw Charlotte's Web. I don't really remember reading this story as a child (Aron thinks I'm a freak because of this, and I probably shouldn't be admitting this out loud in blog form but I never really had an interest in doing so). Grammie hadn't read it either so it was new for all of us. About 5 minutes before Grammie got to our house, Aron springs it on me that Charlotte dies in the end (sorry for those of you who didn't know). Wha? Charlotte does wha? Wha? Crap! Now I'm going to have to talk to her about death and dying--just what I wanted for the holidays--discussions of spider heaven.

All thru the movie, I prepared for the end...the death...the questions...the crying...but it never came. You know why? CAUSE I'M A GENIUS! That's right, my friends--G to the E to the N-I-U-S. Charlotte dies right after she gives birth to her 514 babies while they're at the county fair. The characters briefly discuss that she is going to die then it just appears that Charlotte goes to sleep. Ella looked at me like "What just happened here?" I told her that she needed to take a nap after she had her babies and she would see them again at next year's fair. She nodded like she bought it then I asked her if she wanted more 7up. She took a sip and by the time she was done, presto! The scene was over and everyone was happy again.

Bottom line: Crisis averted.