I've always been fond of the aisle seat. I like it on airplanes, in movie theaters, church, etc. I don't HAVE to have it, but I like it. My fondness might be attributed to the ease of entry and exit, or possibly the freedom of not sitting next to someone on one side, or maybe I inherited it. Whatever the reason, I am often found there. I don't fight for it, in fact I've given it to Logan at church because that's where he wants to sit. But last night, at the movie, I got the aisle seat. I was pleased until . . . there was a child touching my arm and saying "Mama". Then he came back and this time when he touched me it was with a wet finger. Then, there were 3 kids in the aisle, crawling, playing, running, etc. I've always thought movie theater floors were pretty nasty, can you imagine letting your chid (one was less than a year old) crawl around on the floor of a movie theater? YUCK! One of them was playing with a cup, which ended up flying through the air and landing where? That's right, on me, the aisle sitter. So, maybe I'm ready to give up the aisle seat.
By the way, we saw "Kung Fu Panda" and liked it! Even Easton laughed out loud, but I think it was because everyone else was laughing, not from the humor found in the movie. 5 thumbs up!