Checking on Zebras

Last night, like almost every Friday, we have movie night.  We are all usually exhausted from running all week and getting up at the crack of dawn.

We watched Jumanji.  I love this movie, and so do the niños.  The last time we watched it, we were at the beach.  So it kind of brought back some nice summer memories, just as summer this year, is beginning.

But this time, at the end of the movie, Dylan inexplicably began crying.  I was holding him at the time, as Eva was snuggled up with her Daddy, and I couldn't imagine what was wrong with him.

"Mommy," he sobbed.  "The zebras all got sucked up into the book.  But they're so cute.  Now they are in the book!"

I tried to rationally explain about how it's not real, blah, blah, blah.  This wasn't going to cut it.  Someone was really overtired.

"Dylan," I asked, "Would you feel better if we went to check on the zebras tomorrow?  I can show you that they are safe and still ok."

"Yes, Mommy."

And so this morning, the first words out of his mouth:  "Mommy, are we still going to see the zebras today?"

One day I will miss this.

Eva getting dressed for the zoo