Home

We recently took the boys to see a movie.  It was a new animated film called "Home" and was cute and funny, although probably not going down in history as one of the greats.  That said, it clearly made a significant impression on Ryan.

A brief synopsis of the movie:
When Oh, a loveable misfit from another planet, lands on Earth and finds himself on the run from his own people, he forms an unlikely friendship with an adventurous girl named Tip who is on a quest of her own. Through a series of comic adventures with Tip, Oh comes to understand that being different and making mistakes is all part of being human.

Ryan has one joke in his repertoire.  One.

Ryan: Knock! Knock!
Joke victim: Who's there?
R: Banana poopie!

That's it.  He laughs hysterically and does it over and over and over.  Well, thanks to this movie Ryan has a new joke.

Ryan: Knock! Knock!
Joke Victim: Who's there?
R: Interrupting cow.
JV: Interrupt--
R: MOO!

He can't get enough of this.  He does it every day.  Probably 20 times.  And every time he gets this giant grin on his face, and his eyes light up like the Rockefeller Christmas tree.

His other little gag from the movie has to do with the alien, and the fact that their culture doesn't have "fun" music and don't dance.  In the movie the girl turns on the radio and an up-beat pop song is playing.  The little alien starts cycling through rainbow colors, and his tentacles start swirling above his head (on their own!) waving to the music.  Oh (that's the alien's name) is perplexed by this and very formally states, "My hands are up in the air, like I just do not care."  Well, that's Ryan's new move.  He raises his arms above his head and says, with all the seriousness his little 3½ year old self can manage, "My hands are in the air. Like I just do not cay-er!" and then promptly loses his composure and starts giggling.

This kid is ridiculous.

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