I know kinda mean, but its tough. Really tough on me. My kids are grown, it's my time and now I have a child again. I don't resent it, I love him dearly but typing this on my blog really helps.! Anyhow he got up, showered and off we went 35 minutes behind schedule. Got him up to the movie, then to the restroom, then up to a seat and head sets in place.
I ran and got my popcorn, cause I cannot see any movie in a theater without popcorn. Dad grabbed a handful. Now, he can't eat half the things that Richard cooks cause he can't chew them, but he sure can eat popcorn. Go figure. We saw War Horse. I had really wanted to see the play in NYC but didn't make it. The movie was really good. The cinematography was delicious. It was a moving, gone with the wind type movie. Some happy parts, some sad parts but ended right where I though it should. Not so much about war, but about a horse and friendship, loyalty. I loved it. I cried, I laughed and the best part my Dad LOVED it. He thanked me a million times for taking him. So I guess all my frustration earlier in the day paid off to see his enjoyment. So now back to all the other commitments, but glad I had a few hours showing my Dad there is more to life than his room.