After the world’s. Slowest. Drive-through. Service. we made it to the drive in last night.
The first movie was “Hairspray” (not bad, but not great)l. It started at 8:30pm and ran for two hours.
And Aidan thought it was great. “Look!” “Movie!” “Dancing!” “Singing!”
For the whole two hours. We cuddled him. We strapped him in his seat. We created a “bed” for him in the trunk with blankets and his pillow. The movie, and trucks, and people were just too distracting.
At 10:30pm, between the shows (the next one was “Rush Hour 3”, more or less forgettable) we tried in earnest to get him to sleep. In the end, Gwen crawled in the back with him, and eventually got him to sleep.
It was after 1pm when we got home (the third show was “Transformers”, but Gwen didn’t really want to see it, and I don’t think I would have stayed awake…) and the boy into his own bed.
And, wouldn’t you know it, for once he cooperated! It wasn’t until 8:45am that he woke up this morning.
Final verdict: not a raging success, but also not a disaster. Certainly better than the last time!