Father of the Bride

Got up this morning and anxious to veg out. I love weekends for this. And though it will only last a few hours this morning, I will enjoy ever second.

We are watching Father of the Bride with Steve Martin. A Classic.
Chris put it on for Avery, but after realizing we are looking at our future; Chris went upstairs grabbed Aspen out of bed and carried her over his shoulder down the stairs so we can all watch it together.

George Banks is a total ringer for Chris. A father who is not ready or willing to let go. When they showed Annie telling her dad she was getting married and they panned over and she was 7 yrs old sitting in the seat, I could see Chris' face. It was a reminder how fact kids grow.

It is funny how even 11 years ago, this movie had a different meaning to us. It was "so far in the future" that it was just a cute movie.

Now...as we are crowded around the tv together, its meaning is totally different and it all of a sudden feels very real to us.

I love the supermarket scene when he is about to lose it and is pulling the extra hot dog buns. Strangely I have had that mindset. I felt a little uncomfortable when I laughed out loud at his lunacy.

I wish they made more movies like this. All of us are watching it. Do you know how rare that is? To find a movie that all four of us want to watch?

They just dont make them anymore. Either suggestive content, or too graphic, or too boring etc.... some factor always loses one of us.

So this morning I will enjoy our family time, before we have to delve into the days activities of cleaning the garage and house.

At least we are starting the day out on a wholesome note, before it comes crashing down in reality.

Happy Saturday