This evening, Moose and Monkey were watching movies. Moose was watching the second half of Ice Age 2 on the computer. He watched the first half yesterday. I tried cajoling Monkey into watching the first Ice Age. (She's so not into traditional movies.) She was only occasionally interested in it because of the baby, which is why I picked it. Moose's finished first, since he was only watching a portion. So he came and sat with us to watch the end of Ice Age. Right at the end, he started to get sad and teary eyed. I asked him why he was sad and he started to cry. (Fortunately the hubs was on the ball and had sat down with him for some comforting.) He said that Diego was still dead and that made him really sad. I told him it would be okay because Diego wasn't dead. It still didn't make him feel better until he saw Diego on the screen. What a sweet, sensitive boy! He's seen that movie a dozen times, although it has been a while. I almost find it funnier that he didn't grasp the concept that Diego was in the second movie (which he had just watched) so he must be okay in the first one. Guess that logic's a bit too advanced.
P.S. I hate baby congestion, hiccups and gas.
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