Dad queued up the movie and I started my "movie routine" -- wooing at Mom so she'll sit with me on the floor. After some initial resistance, she caved and we settled in to start watching.
I couldn't make head or tails out of the movie - then Mom said that it was in Russian and there were subtitles across the bottom of the screen. Oh. That sure explained things - but I couldn't read them.
Mom let me give her glasses a test drive:
... and that was much better!
|"When might we see some popcorn? Ha woo!"|
I can't wait 'til next movie night! Only I hope there are no subtitles. It's hard to read, get tummy rubs and play Angry Birds on Mom's iPad all at the same time!