Connor and I had a rare treat last night - a drive-in movie all by ourselves. We piled the back of the car full of pillows and raced out to the drive-in, groupon in hand. I had been warned by a co-worker that the drive-in had sold out really early the last few weekends in a row. So we headed out pretty early. Gates opened at 6pm and we were in line to get in around 6:20 for an 8pm start. And I do mean in line. As in pulled off in the grass on the side of the two lane road a quarter of a mile from the entrance. By the time we actually turned into their driveway at 6:45 the line spread down the side of the road as far as the eye could see. And as we finally cleared the ticket window and made our way into the actual parking lot we ended up on the next to last row with less than an hour to spare before the start. After a move or 2, or 3 - hey who's counting. We found a PERFECT spot (as pronounced by Connor from the rear window (not behind the monster truck, or the giant SUV with sky high tailgate blocking the screen, but behind two small cars pulled in face forward so no hatches to contend with.)
We made a run for the concession stand to pick up our promised popcorn and drinks and headed back to the car to get settled in to all the pillows, figure out how to turn off our dome lights, and head lights, find the radio station, and get the volume set. Connor pronounced the pillows cozy, and the volume just right.
The weather couldn't have been more perfect - a sunny 77 when we left the house, and slightly chilly 65 at movie time. Perfect to snuggle down with in all the pillow and blankets. :)
The movie The Croods was good as well. Connor laughed himself absoltuely silly a number of times. And begged me to add it to "his Netflix" when we got home so he could watch it again! It was the "Best Movie Ever!" Ironic given that I had to talk him into going just a few hours before because he was afraid it was going to be "scary!"
When we got home Ryan and Kevin were just where we left them in our bed watching movies with their eyes closed. :) In Ryan's defense it was 10:30, and he was still running a fever of 102. Poor baby!