Among the many astounding things Mr. Pants is suddenly capable of (mixed-blessing kinds of things, like being able to creep upstairs in the morning and "make" 6 pieces of toast with cream cheese all by his runny-nosed self... 6 pieces because still-sleeping Shmoogie clearly "wants some, too"), we have finally reached the point where it is FUN to go do something, just him and me.
The ever-present Buzz Lightyear fascination continues and appears to be fostering a budding interest in telescopes. I think this started with the binoculars he got for Christmas, which led to You Tube surfing for a brief history of telescopes, which led to exciting videos on the building/launching/repairing of the Hubble Space Telescope, which involved space ships and astronauts and suddenly telescopes were extremely cool. (Look! Are they Space Rangers? he asks whenever an astronaut dons a space suit.)
And somehow this all ended up with me and him going to the IMAX theater on Saturday to see the Hubble 3D movie.
He thought it was great, especially because he got his own pair of glasses. I thought it was great, even though it was dubbed in German, which I tried to quietly translate for him to keep him interested... but, really, he was very interested when Space Rangers speaking any language at all were on the screen, pretty interested when space ships were on the screen, and not much at all interested when phenomenal IMAX-huge Hubble images of nebulae and galaxies and solar systems were hovering before us in remarkably realistic 3D.
On the way home, he piped up from the back seat to say, "Mommy, I've been wondering about something very special all day." Really? What's that? I asked, with no idea what to expect next. "Was Buzz Lightyear in that movie?"
And I just had to look through our photos and find this one of the Christchurch Cathedral, taken almost exactly 8 years ago (we took our honeymoon with a film camera and had a black and white roll in). Which is not to say that any building matters at all when so many people are dead, severely injured, or grieving. Just to say, I remembered this picture and the people of New Zealand are in my prayers.