Movie Night with My Boy
Companionably side by side in front of the stove,
Oil and corn then butter too cuz why not,
Lid ajar, heads close together,
Waiting and watching,
Taking turns to swirl.
Spying changes
Through a hazy glass,
Trying to guess the next.
Stare at a kernel,
Hoping to catch the exact magical moment —
Burst, pop, surge,
seed to fluff,
Tiny to giant —
But we blink in surprise every time.
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We love movie nights!
Yes! We tend to watch more episodes in a binge=watchy sort of way, but sometimes when they’re like, “I don’t know which episodes to watch…” I’m like, “Remember this thing called a movie?”
You really broke the moment down!
True. The popping of corn is ceaselessly magnificent and thrilling. Why do we even need the movie to go with it? Ha! Reminds me of how nice it is to sometimes marvel at the littlest wonders.
Great way to capture the moment. “Cuz why not” love!
Sylvia, that’s one of his little phrases that he says all the time. 🙂 Seeing as he’s a teenage boy, some of his other favorites are much less palatable. :p
Yes, Linda. It was fun to break the moment down to its component parts. And I was tickled to realize that catching magical moments of the corn bursting forth into popcorn isn’t so different from the child’s magnificent and similarly surprising changes and spying changes through the hazy glass is a little like looking into the crystal ball of our children’s futures. <3
So true, Rachel! We so often just let the microwave do the popping hidden inside a bag that it’s an extra treat to be able to watch the popping from time to time. <3