Midnight Movie

So after all that complaining I did about Caleb not sleeping, he did a stellar job sleeping from the time we put him to bed last night until 7:30 this morning. How did we do it, you ask? Easy. He didn't get to bed until 3 a.m. Instead of letting him snooze in his portacrib, we took him to the midnight showing of Harry Potter.

Caleb loved it. Or at least, what he saw of it. We got there about 45 minutes early so that we could get good seats. Caleb loved looking around the theatre at all the people. He did start to get a little fussy at one point (maybe it was because I kept taking his picture and the flash would go off ten times before it took the picture, blinding everyone within a six row radius), so Brandon took him out to the concession stand to buy us treats.

Once the previews started, Caleb's eyes were locked on that screen. He was so entranced. As if he'd never seen anything more beautiful or fascinating. I wish I could have gotten a good picture of his face then, but it was too dark and the flash was killing people. The previews were so good, actually, that Caleb figured the movie would be a let down and went to sleep before it ever started. He woke up a few times while it was playing but was totally a good little baby. I don't know why I was so nervous to take him.

As for me, I loved the movie. If you haven't seen it yet, go see it. It's bloody brilliant. I actually didn't like the fifth book at all, but the fifth movie may be my favorite out of all of them (although I really did like the first one -- but they're so different it's hard to compare the two). Although, I do have to say, I think it'd be scary for little kids. It's definitely a dark movie; no real happy parts. Brandon even covered Caleb's eyes a couple of times when the baby was awake so that it wouldn't freak him out. Not that he would have understood...but still.