Weeeeeee're off to see the Wizard!

And we will see it over and over and over and over again, apparently.

We caught 'The Wizard of Oz' on TV the week before Christmas, and Audia was transfixed. She especially loves the parts with the wicked witch (who she's told us she wants to be for halloween) and the parts where the wizard is yelling and shooting fire and smoke at Dorothy and her crew. After we saw it on TV, she requested almost every day to see the "Green Spooky Movie," even insisting to Chris that "it's on command, daddy!" After searching our cable's 'On Demand' feature for it and coming up empty handed, Chris made the executive decision that we needed to own the movie. It's an executive decision that I'm beginning to lament. She asks to watch it practically daily. We don't always let her, of course, but we've watched so much Wizard of Oz since we got it that I am beginning to really understand the meaning of "karma." When I was a kid, I used to insist on watching the same movies over and over, and even now I still watch my favorites on a bi-yearly basis. So, here's a shout out to my mom and dad for putting up with my repeated requests to watch the Indiana Jones movies, Labyrinth, the Neverending Story, and every Disney cartoon movie known to man.