Homework time, kids. Don't worry, it's a fun assignment. Go take your favorite guy or girl to your local cineplex and see the best love story I've seen in ages:
Yes, I'm serious. A Disney Pixar movie does a better job telling a moving, real story of never-ending love between a man and a woman in its first 15 minutes than any traditional Hollywood 2 1/2-hour romance I've seen in years.
I took Ainsley to go see it on a rainy day last week, and I haven't been able to get it off my mind since. It had me in tears twice, and it wasn't a cheap gimmick-y sort of weepy cinematic manipulation; the characters may be digitally created, but they're real.
And judging by the number of males I heard leaving the theater sniffing, it's far from a chick flick.
The next night that Mamaw offers to have Ains spend the night, giving us a free evening to go on a date, I am taking my main man to go see a Disney film without our daughter. Ainsley enjoyed it, but I don't really think it's for kids. It's for anyone who was lucky enough to marry his or her best friend.
So go see it. I want to know what you think. Maybe it just got to me because it's been an emotional few weeks.
Maybe it's just that darned good.