I took the boys to see Cinderella last week in the theaters, and oh how we loved it. The baby ate and slept, the big boys laughed (they loved the transformation scene) and ate a large popcorn, and I just might have cried 3 times. (Why did the scene where Cinderella's dress change make me cry??? Crazy hormones!)
The casting was perfect. Isn't Lily James just about perfect? I love her in Downton as well. Bellatrix Lestrange as the fairy godmother was such a brilliant choice, and Cate Blanchett's wardrobe was unbelievably gorgeous. The only thing I was hoping for was "The Prince is giving a ball!" number during one of the village scenes. I know it's wasn't a musical, but still...
It's a funny thing when you start thinking of the main characters of a movie as your children. I know I'm not old enough to be their mother, but I kept thinking about how I want my boys to find someone as sweet and beautiful as Cinderella, and to treat her kindly, and how I hope some mother out there is raising that kind of girl for my boys!
We were the last ones out of the theater. Charlie likes to go to the very front and look at the screen way up close during the credits. It was so special and sweet watching him watch the screen. It's still very surreal to me that I'm a mom to 3 beautiful boys. The sweet music was playing in the back, and I guess Charlie, with his special sixth sense, could tell that I was feeling all these things, so he comes up and takes my hand, and starts leading me in a little sway dance. The sweetness. My heart!