Dear Family That Brought Two Small Kids to See Angels and Demons

Dear Family That Brought Two Small Kids to See Angels and Demons,

I just want to say that I can't thank you enough for bringing your infant and two year old to see Tom Hanks in Angels and Demons last night. I was honored that you chose the seats directly behind me, and allowed your two year old to kick his feet incessantly.

Please accept my heartfelt appreciation for the time when your baby was crying and you made loud shh-shh-shh noises to quiet him. When that failed, your genius solution of letting him use your car keys as a rattle was AWESOME. I think I speak for the couple seated near me that moved about 8 rows forward when I say WHAT A GREAT IDEA.

It was too bad you had to get up and walk your baby around in the doorway to get him to sleep, because once he was gone, I could really concentrate on the movie. I mean, between your toddler oohing and aahing over the blood all over the people on screen anyway.

Of course, you solved that little problem by bringing the baby back to sit with you for the last half hour of the film, and your recap of what was actually going on in the film was enlightening to the whole theater I'm sure. The baby of course woke up as soon as you sat down, because who can sleep through fires and death scenes and shootouts and antimatter explosions (no, I don't think I'd have understood it even if I'd been ABLE to concentrate on the plot).

Anyway, to sum up, THANKS for coming to the movie. GOOD LUCK with those kids in the future. Maybe we'll run into each other again at "Drag Me To Hell"!

Love and kisses,
BD