Now I really need my mommy.

Every Wednesday I wash, dry, fold and put away a few mountains of laundry.  It is a well-known and grudgingly accepted fact in our house that when I am folding clothes, I get full reign over the TV and all movie choices. 

Much to Jett's disappointment, I started this week's selection process by informing him that I would not be choosing anything with cartoon characters in it.  I lost Jenna's support when I promised her that there would be kissing.  I won Halle's allegiance at the same time. She's always up for a little kissy-face. 

I try to educate my children on the classics:  The Princess Bride, Stardust  (minus a few scenes, and most of the end--but if you haven't seen it, see it.  Soooon.), Seven Brides for Seven Brothers, Pirates of Penzance,  etc.  I'm not big on chick flicks, but I like a little romance in the story, ya know? 

For Christmas, my mom got me the five-disc collector's set of  Anne of Green Gables. Can I just say, Gilbert Blythe?  Sigh.  We busted it out, but since it's a 6-hour movie and my kids were bored about 20 minutes into it, we decided to go the best-of route and skip some of the, uh, less Gilbert-y parts.  Heh.

I felt kind of like a history teacher; I was waving my remote in the direction of the TV, explaining what was happening in 1x speed, saying, "And now we come to one of the BEST parts...", then turning to give it my full attention.  Rex came home, and then I had even more to explain, because he kept saying stuff like, "Who even talks like that?" and "Why is he good-looking?  Look at his hair!"

Half-way through, after one of the times that Gilbert proposed, and he said something incredibly romantic, I looked around, trying to make eye-contact with someone who would non-verbally agree: That's a good line.  This is such a good movie.  Gilbert Blythe is such a hottie.

Unfortunately, I was alone.  Rex was staring at the TV, still trying to find the appeal in the whole thing.  Halle was staring at the TV, trying to work out the old-timey language.  Jett was jumping on the couch.  Jenna was pointedly not watching, just in case they kissed. 

I thought back to all the times I've watched the whole movie with my mom and sisters.  We know all the best lines.  We say them in a worshipful chorus.  (Say it with me ladies:  "I don't need sunbursts or marble halls.  I just want you!")  We watch the cheesy acting, hear the cheesy lines, perk up at the best parts, and look at each other a lot.

 Because we know.

 This movie rocks.