I. Prince of Egypt reactions
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3WKN0XF8-3Q
We put this music on in the car the other night. The only way to keep the peace when we're choosing music is to take turns, so naturally Owen picked O Sing, My Soul, from a Getty album. I think that J also picked something from a Getty album, and then I chose Prince of Egypt. It's great music. It's stirring, it's textually rich, and it starts with a trumpet solo. (What further criteria do you need?) James never had a turn to pick (it would have been Life is a Highway), because my song brought us all the way to our house. As the last chord finished, J looked over and said "I'm not sure if it's being pregnant or if it's just great music, but I was tearing up at the end of that." I nodded and said something about how magical music can be. And then from the backseat, we heard "I don't ever want to listen to that song in the car again."
James was scowling. James was tired. And I brought James up to the bathroom to brush his teeth. He wasn't looking at me, and then as I tried to give him the toothbrush he screwed up his face and covered it with his hands.
"Daddy," he sobbed "I don't EVER want to hear that song in the car again!"
I was at a loss.
"James, it's okay...we don't need to listen to it again. Was it scary?"
He threw his arms around me and said it was.
This has been a thing with him. Sometimes he loves having loud and exciting music on for games of Chase (if you haven't ever heard of Chase before, the rules are kind of explained in the name of the game), but if he isn't in the right mood for it the battle music from Star Wars can terrify him up in his room. He's at an age where he's a sophisticated enough listener to really be moved by music, but apparently unable to regulate the experience.
Owen, for the record thought we should "Do Again" the Prince of Egypt music.
II. Things That Were Said During Last Night's Campout
Okay, boys, love you. Time to go to sleep. That means no getting up, Owen.
Daddy, are you sleeping?
Yes. You should be too.
Okay, I am.
Me too. I seepin'
Is it morning yet?
Not yet.
Will you tell me when it's morning?
Yes.
How many minutes 'till morning?
A lot of minutes.
How many?
Six hundred and sixty something.
Oh. Is that a long time?
Yes. Go to sleep.
<giggles>
<giggles>
Boys, go to sleep
Owen, give me the flashlight. Now's not a time for flashlights, it's a time for sleep
Owen, give me the cars. Now's a time for sleep, not toys.
Owen, sit down.
I jumpin! I jumpin! Hop hop hop!
Owen...go to sleep.
I wan' read books.
It's not time for books. It's time for sleep.
I wan' read.
No reading. Sleeping.
Owen, that's my George
No, mine.
Daddy, make Owen leave my George alone.
Daddy's asleep.
I need Dee! I need Dee.
Do you know where Dee is Owen?
I no know! Dee, ah you?
Okay, we're going to turn the light on for just a second to find Dee.
Owen, that's Daddy's drink, and it's scotch. You can't drink it.
Yum. Mine.
No, give it here. Hey, stop that.
Lights out for good now boys. Owen if you keep on getting up I'm going to put you up in your room to sleep. Do you want to stay down here?
Daddy, Owen keeps climbing on me.
That's because you keep on getting up to. Just lay still and he'll get bored.
Owen, what are you doing?
Bee-bye.
Daddy, Owen's out of the tent!
Okay, Owen, you're sleeping in your own bed...
NOO!!!!!
Daddy, did you put Owen in his own bed?
Yup, and he rolled right over. Sleep well, James. 'Night.
Okay, Daddy.
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