Wandering Along the Path: Right Speech

I broke down and watched one of my husband's Ice Age movies.  He finds them highly entertaining.  I do not.  It turned out that the one he picked (#3) was one I'd seen ages ago with my foster granddaughter when she was little.  See, that's the problem.  I have seen all of these kiddies films with her over the years, she's now thirteen, and I feel like a martyr.  I have even seen the Alvin and the Chipmonks films.  I vividly remember "Chipwrecked".  The horror, the horror.  I'll admit I loved the Box Car Children and BFG, and I have a soft spot for Brave and The Incredibles.  But Cloudy With a Chance of Meatballs, the How to Train your own Dragon ones, and others were torture.  What I do for love, right?!  I like the ancient Disney ones like Lady and the Tramp and Robin Hood well enough, but gee.  My husband is on his own with Bolt and Shrek and Toy Story.  I'd rather read a book, and do, when he gets his kid on.