Wonder Woman is out this weekend. I wasn’t a big Wonder Woman fan as a kid; I felt her forced onto girls. I found other superhero girls to love. Red Sonja, She-Ra, Jean Grey. But in recent years, I’ve come to appreciate her much more, especially since I’ve been getting gifts with Wonder Woman on them.
And then I saw Batman v Superman, and I was like I want to see more Wonder Woman. I’ve been waiting months for this movie.
And so have the boys.
Since the first trailer, they’ve been begging to go see it. My MO has always been to watch the movie first and then let them see it. But opening weekend is on my weekend with the boys.
Please, Mama, we love superhero movies!
Please, Mama, it looks really good!
Please, Mama, we want to go with you!
Please, Mama, it looks really fun!
Please, Mama, we’ve seen all the Iron Man movies and Thor movies and Avengers movies.
Please, Mama, Daddy let us see The Hobbit and The Lord of The Rings movies.
Please, Mama, it has a woman superhero, and don’t you want us to see movies with strong women in the lead and support gender equality. (Tornado E, everybody; that kid is too damn smart.)
And it didn’t help that my dad turned on Batman v Superman in the middle of the movie to get my goat because I hate starting movies in the middle, and I really hate when we start movies in the middle for the boys. But my dad started it right before Wonder Woman jumped on the screen to kick butt in the final battle scene. I called for the boys, and we watched it together.
Then the boys got me a Wonder Woman picture for Mother’s Day.
Fine! Fine! We’ll go. I’ll take you. I won’t sneak off without you to see it.