The Generational Gap

While walking down the hall of the movie theater to see Million Dollar Baby, I overheard a dad talking to his very young son.

    “C’mon, let’s go see Pooh!” dad said, grinning and grabbing his son’s chubby hand. Abruptly, the child stopped walking, dropped dad’s hand and cocked his head to the side, looking up at his dad.
    “Poo?"
    "Yup. You'll love Pooh!"
    "A whole movie about poo?"
    “Yeah, Pooh! Aren’t you excited to go and see Pooh?! The boy furrowed his brow and considered the question. He was clearly trying to figure out why his father was so excited to see poo. A full minute later, he’d resolved his issues.
    “Um, ok!” The boy grabbed dad’s hand again and happily trotted down the hall to see Pooh’s Heffalump Movie.

I hope he wasn't disappointed.

Comments

[Tony Iovino]

Very funny.

My kids are a bit older now (18 & 14) so I had to wait until my sister-in-law came in to town with my 7 year old neice to see "The Incredibles".. She had no desire, but, quite frankly, I didn't care.

She was my beard for the occasion, as it appears the poo kid was for the Dad!