Have you ever watched a movie so many times that you could recite it almost word for word? Have your kids ever watched a movie so many times that you know every word even though you don’t remember specifically ever sitting down to properly watch it? It’s absorbed by some sort of osmosis as you come in and out of the room doing various chores and tasks. (Don’t start with the “I never use the TV as a babysitter” nonsense… I call bullsh*t. Sometimes it’s the only way dinner gets on the table.)
Certainly, if the kids have watched it that many times, they must know all the words and every detail of the plot, too, right? I would think so. But it seems that all of this time, I’ve given my children’s observational skills too much credit.
(Spoilers follow, so if you’re one if the 15 people who haven’t yet seen Cars 2, you may wish to avert your gaze.)
It was on the way home from a recent trip, during the 150th viewing of Cars 2 that Buddy screamed from the back of the Swagger Wagon:
Wait! Sir Axelrod put the bomb on Mater?!?! That’s crazy!!