The boys’ school had a movie night on Friday.  To prepare, while Stuart took Logan to his soccer practice, Connor and I went for some grocery hopping along with buying some finger food for dinner.  Since Stuart still had a bad cough, he opted out of the movie.  After Logan got home from the practice he quickly changed out of his soccer gear and the boys and I headed out.  They were very excited; despite an hour of soccer, Logan still had energy to run most of the way to school with Connor.  When we arrived, there were many families set up on the lawn area already, and both boys greeted by a few kids they know.  We found ourselves a reasonable spot on the side to set up shop.  We started eating the food we brought, then Logan wanted pizza too.  So we walked over to the vendor, I gave Logan some money, and showed him where to line up.  I then returned to Connor who was waiting at our mat while keeping an eye at Logan from a distance.  Later Logan happily returned with two plates of pizza; he told me that he had to be careful so he would not lose the coins or the pizzas he bought.  I know this was not a big deal, but somehow I was very proud of Logan.  Then we all settled down and the movie, “Home”, began.  Perhaps this movie was not that good (in my opinion), and it seemed more people were moving around and some even carried on conversations, but the boys sat nicely and paid close attention.  They also ate quite a bit of dinner and snack too.  Later one of Connor’s classmates migrated and sat on our mat, and he brought some popcorns to share with the boys too.  When the movie was over, many people clapped and everyone packed up to go home.  Logan was being a good brother.  While I was cleaning up, he talked with Connor to make sure he stayed with us so we would not lose him.  Each of them had a flashlight, and we played game with the shadow all the way home until we found daddy waiting for us in front of our house.