Archive - March 6, 2019

We decided they were ready, old enough. So as part of our New Year’s Eve movie marathon, Dad and I added The Hunger Games to our cinematic lineup. Two of our kids gave the movie a thumbs up. But not twenty minutes in, our oldest was appalled. His not-so-inner-dialogue for the next two hours went something like this: This movie is horrible. This is not entertainment. We’re supposed to enjoy this? I knew we were taking a chance on a dystopian movie, especially with our sensitive, vividly-imaginative son. But I also knew he would respond to my agreeing with him….