I hooked up the computer to Momma and Daddy's tv so Daddy and I could watch The Three Burials of Malquiades Estrada. About 10 minutes into the movie, Daddy said, "I think I have that movie." Sure enough he did. We watched it anyway. About halfway through he realized he must have fallen asleep the first time he watched because he didn't remember it at all. He loved it. I loved watching it with him.
Later this week, I plan to watch Up with Momma. I bet she'll enjoy that.