Last month, one morning, I was working out watching "Band Of Brothers". I was watching the chapter where they are flying into France on D-Day and they are parachuting into the French countryside. Connor came into the room and watched it for a few minutes, and honestly, I didn't think much about it. He liked it though (because nothing really bad happened in the bit he saw) and he asked me if he could keep watching it. Bob and I discussed it and decided that he couldn't.
Fast forward to this morning. I'm on the ellipitcal at 6am and Easy Company is in Holland during Operation Market Garden and Bull has just slaughtered a German soldier in a barn with his bayonet. I hear the door creak open and I tell Connor he can't watch. He argues. He leaves. 30 seconds later the door creaks open again (now its a scene in headquarters with no violence) and we discuss and he watches for a few minutes but I chase him away. This happens two more times.
After my workout I'm in the kitchen eating breakfast. Connor comes jogging in carrying his StormTrooper nerf gun at the ready.
C: Mom! Mom! I'm playing "Band Of Brothers".
D: Really? What are you doing?
C: We're getting ready to bomb German airplanes!
D: Are you the squad leader?
C: NO! I'M A CADET!
D: Connor, cadets didn't get to to to war in France. That means you aren't grown up or trained yet. The guys in "Band of Brothers" were trained. If you're a cadet, who's your squad leader?
C: (Cocks his head and looks at me quizzically) Ummm....John McCalin?
So, Sarah Palin in John McCain have been merged!
Honestly, when he's older, I can't wait to watch things like this with him. If you haven't seen it, it is a phenomenal piece of cinema. The acting is spectacular (with a tiny part for James McAvoy before we knew him) and a really exemplary performance from Damian Lewis. I just found out a few weeks ago that he's BRITISH. I had no idea. Idiot (me, not him). I can't wait to work out in the morning to watch some more. And to chase my boy away a few more times.
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