Last night we found ourselves at a 6:50pm showing of The Greatest Showman. It was a bold moment of rule breaking, though the rule was not anything we’d ever officially made. The weather was awful, freezing rain on top of snow on top of ice with visibility no further than our front bumper on account of fog. I’d just said yes to letting the neighbor’s daughter sleep over. “On Christmas Eve,” Sean asked incredulously. “No, it’s the eve of Christmas Eve,” I said. “Is that ok?” He sighed, “Fine, I don’t care.” A few minutes later he said, “Want to take them to see The Greatest Showman?” “Tonight? Out in this weather?” I asked. He smiled, “Why not?” We’d been gasping at the trailer…
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