Penguin movies

My grandmother is in a retirement community and doesn't get out much, but she's been trying to more recently. (She just left me a voice mail saying the "weather and isolation" had her "ready for the booby hatch.") Anyway, she took a shuttle bus with some of her neighbors the other day to see Happy Feet.

My mom and I had lunch with her the next day—at the Nordstrom Cafe, one of the few restaurants within her orbit of approval—and one of us asked her how it was. She said, "You know, once you've seen that one... what was that one? The other one with the penguins?" "March of the Penguins?" I guess. "Yes. Once you've seen March of the Penguins, this one just can't compare. It was too Hollywood."

My mom, exasperated w/ her mom as usual, says, "But... they're not even the same kind of movie! Happy Feet is a cartoon and March of the Penguins is a documentary!" So I smile and look at my mom and say, "Of course they're the same kind of movie. They're both *penguin* movies." Which draws a nice "thank you" look from my grandmother, and my mom rolls her eyes and realizes I'm enjoying the conversation way too much.

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[Rob Lightner]

You are the parent, your mom is the teenager, your grandma is the accidental baby. Just wait - your spawn will be teaching you how to tie flies soon.