Like when they were little, getting them still for a photo was OH SO CHALLENGING! But so much fun.
Getting them out to watch a movie with me was an even greater fete. My Mother’s Day wish was to see Tolkien, The movie with them. That was it…a movie with them……
My oldest, on the right, was really protesting. He was not in to going to see it, which had me baffled. He’s been the Tolkien fan since he was 12. He read my copy of the Hobbit, that I had kept from 7th grade.
I remember reading it for the first time, and loving every page. I never stopped reading Tolkien in every form. I watched every movie, every cartoon, every screen play, everything I could ever consume, and I shared it all with my boys.
I played the Momma card, “it’s Mother’s Day”, the only thing I wanted was to go see the movie with both boys. I traveled to Phoenix to do it, I wasn’t giving up. I shouldn’t have had to work so hard to go to a movie…..I was kinda grumpy about the resistance, I have to say.
At the finish of Tolkien The Movie, we just all sat there….weepy, and overwhelmed at what we had experienced. We had some time, just the three of us to hang out and discuss what aspects of Tolkien, The Movie, we enjoy the most, which books brought us the most joy, and which Movie adaptations of Lord of the Rings and The Hobbit we liked, and why. Why the Hobbit, The Movie, didn’t need Legolas! Lot’s of Eye Rolling was done by all, let me tell you.
Why Tolkien, was the premier author who brought books to life along with their own culture and language that he had created….and how he might have inspired JK Rowling to create such a great culture and language in her books too.
Then we went back to my Brother’s house to suffer through the latest episode of Game of Thrones. It’s not Tolkien, by a long shot. Darn it. But George R. R. Martin did create cultures and language and lots of death and destruction in his novels too. My oldest and I both read the first 7 books of Martin’s before Game of Thrones made it’s debut. HBO tried hard, but it didn’t mark the majesty of the books, or the goodness of the characters he developed.
Have you ever had the joy of sharing one of your passions with your kids, and see them enjoy it too?
There is nothing that has made me a happier mom, then to have my boys love the same authors that have brought me joy. It gives us soooo much to talk about.