Making it up

The other day I spent my most recent amazon referral dosh (takings from the last three months or so, it adds up eventually) on an order for me and the kids, I ordered Miss Happiness and Miss Flower for Big, Fantastic Four/Fantastic Four - Rise Of The Silver Surfer [2005] for me and Small to share (Ioan Gruffud, hmm…) and Grimspace for me (who could resist a book with themself as the heroine? ) The two parcels arrived at school today, and as Big and I spent the afternoon there anyway, me trying to sort out computers, and her in the artroom, we picked them up and brought them home. Made the kids a quick tea and then pulled up the sofa to settle in with Fantastic 4 - Small had absolutely lit up when he opened the packet and seen what was in it, so I knew that he was really looking forward to it.

Got about 20 minutes into it when suddenly “I’m scared” said this little voice next to me, and he was, he was trembling. And that was pretty much that, he just didn’t want to know any more. The weird thing was, we weren’t at what would classically be seen as a scary part (I don’t think), it was the beginning of the sequence where their powers break through. I can only assume that because he hasn’t really worked out the boundaries between reality and imagination yet (will he ever?) it was all a bit too much. So we’ve sat and talked about it for a while and they’ve gone off to bed, and I’m going to force myself to watch the rest of it to see whether there are any other parts he’ll need help with. (The sacrifices I make for my children.)

Funny though, he wasn’t the slightest bit scared with X Men, and I would have thought that would be far worse.