Tink

Yesterday, with Geoff out of town for a night, Matthew and I decided to rent a movie to watch after dinner.  Clutching it to his heart, Matthew begged to watch the movie Tinkerbell and the Lost Treasure.  On the way home from Blockbuster, this was our conversation:

Matthew:  "Mom, do you love Tink, too?"

Me (in hindsight, wishing I'd just said yes):  "Hmm.  I'm not sure that I'd say that I love her.  I like Tinkerbell, I think, from watching Peter Pan, but no, I wouldn't say I love her."

Matthew:  "Well, you have seen her on Peter Pan, and you have to admit that she's pretty sweet."

Me: "Yeah, I think so."

Matthew:  "Mom, do you love watching movies with me?"

Me:  "Sometimes...depends on the movie."

Matthew:  "Do you love watching some movies with me then?"

Me:  "Yes."

Matthew:  "Did you love watching Peter Pan with me?"

Me: "Yes, that's a great story. I love that movie."

Matthew:  "So you do love watching some movies.  Does that mean that you love some of the characters in the movies that you love?"

Me (hesitantly, sensing a trap coming and wishing it was bedtime already):  "Yeees, I guess so."

Matthew:  "So if you love watching some movies, like Peter Pan, you must have loved some of the characters in Peter Pan.  Like Tinkerbell."

Me:  (silent)

Matthew (smiling in my rear view mirror):  "Mom.  Do you love Tinkerbell?"

Me (with a sigh):  "Yes, Matthew, I love Tinkerbell."

Sheesh.  That kid's gotta work as a lawyer some day.