We took the kids out tonight to see Ender’s Game. I debated over and over whether to take the younger two since the movie is a rating that they don’t tend to watch. In the end, after considering the fact that we had read the book last year, and some online resources, I took all four. It turned out to be a good decision! The 8-year-old especially lived it, along with the 9- and 11-year-old, of course.
After movies, it was dinner out to round off our Family Home Evening. And boy was I tired. At 7:30 it was really 8:30 according to my body, and it was reminding me of how far along I am. Oh, this giant baby. It all comes around to it, doesn’t it?