I don't know when the transformation became complete, but we are now officially those people. You know, the ones that really piss you off in movie theaters. Yeah, that's us. With the talking toddlers and the cell phones... yep, totally us.
I know, I know. "Why can't you just find a sitter?" "Why can't you just wait 'til it comes out on video?" I'm sure that's what the other movie-goers are thinking as we sit there trying with all our might to hush our talking or crying children (all the while wondering why we even bother going to movies). But then something happens that I, for one, never thought would, I start justifying to myself why exactly it is okay for me to have my children at the new Star Wars movie.
"I never get to go to movies anymore." "I'm here in the middle of the day." "There are other moms and dads with kids the same age here." These are all the things I tell myself that make it okay to have the kids with me. My former self would call "bullshit." My former self would be pissed off at the new me for breaking this code of conduct.
My former self did a lot (and I really do mean a lot) of bitching about other people's behavior in movie theaters. I guess this is karma biting me in the ass. I mean, now I'm in a position where the only way I can see a movie is to wait until I have the kids out of town at my in-laws for the weekend or take them with me to the theater. The in-laws aren't available every weekend, so sometimes, when something comes out that we're just dying to see, we simply have to make the choice to take them with us.
So we go to a matinee. A weekday afternoon at a theater that is not very busy at all. If I had my 'druthers I would only take them to a mommy show (one that is specifically for parents with their kids) but our local theater isn't that forward-thinking and can't see that they would really make some money off of an idea like that.
The cell phone thing (I didn't forget that I had mentioned a cell phone) was a total accident, I swear. I totally forgot that I had that on in my purse today in the movie, until it rang in one of the only quiet moments in the entire two-plus hours.
All in all, they were pretty damned happy to see this family leave when it was over. Some people pointed, others glared. We didn't do much of looking people in the eye--we knew where we stood with the crowd. But we saw our movie. And damn it, like it or not, we'll probably do it again. Just hope you're not there when we do.