“Daddy, I made it through without closing my eyes the whole time. Even the scary part with the sea serpent!”

“Nice job buddy.” I answered. “That was pretty scary, even for Daddy.”

“I wasn’t sure if I was going to, but I did!”

“He’s just being nauseous,” his older brother piped in.

“He’s being what?” I asked, suprised.

“Nauseous,” he repeated and then paused. “I mean humble – he’s being humble because he kept his eyes open.”

“I think you mean the opposite of humble,” I suggested.

“I mean he’s bragging!” he burst out finally.

“Oh, there you go,” I said. “Well I think that was the most grown up movie that either of you have seen before and I’m proud of you for not being scared.”

“Yeah, and I especially liked the part where they threw the sword at the monster’s neck and it peeled back to see his guts!” yelled the other.

We’d just left the theater, watching the latest Narnia movie, Voyage of the Dawn Treader. We’ve read all the Narnia books at bedtime over the last year so they were very excited to see one on the big screen for the first time. I realized taking a kindergartener to a movie that he’s heard the book for in advance has its challenges. I don’t think the woman in front of us was too pleased when he blurted out that “this is the part when Eustace gets turned into a dragon!” So much for spoiler alerts.

Overall, the movie was a lot of fun. The Chronicles of Narnia is a great series of books, and it has been interesting for me to read them to the boys and remember reading them years ago when I was young. You’d have to gauge your own kid’s interest and scare tolerance to know if it would be right for them, but my kindergartner and first grader loved it. The end was scary with the battle with the surprisingly fierce looking sea serpent. Sitting between them, 3D glasses pressed against our faces and tightly squeezing each other’s hands, it felt like we were on a roller coaster as we rode up and down with the swells of the sea and the writhing creature.

Ever since they’ve learned that critics grade movies with “stars”, they always want to know how many stars something they’re seeing received. My younger son proclaimed walking out that it was the greatest thing he’s ever seen. “642 Stars!” he shouted.

Well, how can you argue with that many stars?

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