FACT: Small children get folded up by folding cinema seats.
Nobody tells you anything.
I thought I was going to pull off a parent miracle. Brownie points for being a Top Dad whilst doing absolutely nothing, putting my feat up, and watching a movie aimed as much at me as the kids. I thought this was going to be a seminal moment in being a father.
Rio: The Movie Someone on the internet watched it with their kid and thought it was ****. Good enough for me.
We had the sala to ourselves as apparently I was the only parent not at work last Friday lunchtime. This was class, because Leah no longer had to sit on me, dropping half eaten sweets and spilling juice onto me, and blocking my view, and could head offand dance in the aisle.
She had to sit on me because I could no longer hold her chair down with the outside of my right knee without cramping up. It's an 86 minute film, but to be honest I barely made it through the title sequence.
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| Leah, dancing in the aisles. Me, stretching the cramp away. |
Turns out that booster seats are the answer. My comment below:

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