M and his friends were trying to figure out which video we should get from Netflix for his birthday party. The neighbor girl came over to help M hunt through choices on the computer, and they each made a few phone calls to other friends as well. It’s the first time that party planning has been a social activity in its own right.
M: “How about ‘Land of the Lost’?”
Me: “What is that movie, anyway?”
Neighbor girl: “It’s got Will Smith in it, and um…”
M: “It’s an action-adventure sort of thing.”
Me: “Doesn’t Will Smith get a little crude?”
M: “M-o-o-o-o-m, we’re going to be teenagers.”
Me: “I’m taking that as a ‘Yes.'”
Turns out I had Will Smith mixed up with someone else, and the movie starred Will Ferrell instead of Will Smith anyway. Thank goodness for the IMDB parental guide, which makes it clear to even the most movie-clueless of parents that this is not really an appropriate film for kids turning 13. We ended up requesting Wallace and Gromit’s Loaf and Death, and E’s suggestion of Planet 51, and then M’s friends are also going to bring their own favorite movies and then collectively decide which one to watch. How they’re going to fit all this into 2 hours, plus have time to eat pizza and cake, I’m not exactly sure. But that’s the nice thing about Friday-night parties: if they run late, it’s not a big deal. Especially when most of the kids live close enough to walk home anyway.