Sometimes I just never learn. I got some free tickets for the movies online. So I decided that we were well over due for a trip. We rarely get to go since I do have a toddler. He wiggles around and talks in the movies sometimes. But if you have food for him, he will sometimes cooperate. So we get to the movies and of course they have to get the manager to check out my free Internet tickets. Then after we wait for that to clear, we get in line for popcorn. Well since we rarely get out we didn't know if they accepted our debit card at the concession stand. My husband swore they didn't and we didn't want to wait anymore so we just went into the theater. Well they said the movie was 2 hours long. They showed about 30 minutes worth of previews and cartoons. I was actually sitting there wondering when the movie would start. I thought the Monster would love those cartoons and be quiet but no he was not! He had to talk about everything he saw on the screen. Then the movie finally started. Now it really was my mistake to think little kids would be quiet in a non kid friendly movie. After we ate the apples I had in my purse the monster drank his milk out of his sippy cup. He then slams his cup into the cup holder and it gets stuck! My husband is pulling on the cup like he is reeling in a fish. After missing a couple of minutes of the movie he gave up. Then the monster gets restless and decides he wants to call for mommy really loud. So my husband passes him over my 8 year old to me. My 8 year old, an innocent bystander, is sitting nice and quiet just trying not to get hit by flying toddler feet. Then he sits on my lap and starts talking about all kinds of things. He is obviously bored. He keeps talking so my husband grabs him back, while my 8 year old guards his face. My husband then whispers in a mean voice to the Monster to sit down and be quiet. That's when it happened. He started crying really loud! OMG, we are now THOSE PEOPLE. You know, the ones you wish would never come to the movies. I grabbed the Monster quickly and took the long walk out of the theater. We just had to go up to the top row. Well when the Monster and I got out of the theater he saw the glowing popcorn machine. So he started to shout Popcorn! Popcorn! But guess what...I didn't have my purse. I told him if he was quiet when we went back in I would get him some. So we took the annoying walk back into the theater, across the screen and up the stairs to get my purse. And then back down, across, and out. Oh and the biggest discovery of all was when I went to the concession stand and asked the guy if they took debit cards, well he was standing there with his mouth hanging open glaring at the popcorn turning in the machine. "huh?", he said, as I repeat the question since he is more mesmerized by the popcorn than my two year old. Yes, actually they do take them. I stood there and waited for my future heart attack as I paid $9.32 for a small bag of popcorn and a pop. They called them both a medium but I beg to differ. Whatever! I'm just glad we got back to our seats with out me spilling everything all over the floor. Everyone dug into the bag before my butt hit my seat. Everything was gone in less than 10 minutes and the Monster was back to wiggling. I'm sitting in the middle of the action packed, thrilling movie with surround sound and I cant wait to leave. Finally, the movie was over and we, of course, are the last ones to leave the theater. That's because my husband finally pulled the sippy cup out of the holder! (after almost ripping the bottom of it clear off!) Why do I even bother going to the movies? That hardly qualified as entertainment or fun! I did more work there then I would have done at home.