Blog From The Bench

Out of the blue this afternoon, my (now) three-year-old asked to watch Mary Poppins. He's seen it once or twice before, but it's hardly one of his favorites. He wasn't much interested in the beginning of the movie, but once Mary Poppins appeared and started singing, he was enthralled. I just sat there watching the look on his face, almost in awe, occasionally smiling and bobbing his head along. He's grown up on a steady diet of Pixar, so I'm almost surprised that movie with such quaint special effects and animation would hold his attention. Just goes to show that quality is forever.